On Saturday we had – or attempted to have – family photos. And again I was reminded why we don’t do them very often. WOW. It was exasperating. I love my little boys. But it was a reminder of how challenging parenting can be. Especially parenting children with some extra challenges themselves.
Mason’s sensory processing issues make him very inflexible and unpredictable. He was a smiley, happy little guy the entire car ride to the park. But once we got there and – gasp – we put shoes on his little feet, it was all over. It honestly makes me sad. I wish he could just cope with some of the normal, everyday things that I think other parents totally take for granted. I’m sure people look at us sometimes and think we must be lenient parents (and to some degree we probably are) with out of control kids. What they don’t see is a couple of little kids who are plagued by anxiety over some of the most simple, everyday things. Who struggle with the feeling of the very clothes on their backs or the shoes on their feet. Who can’t cope with gel in their hair, a shirt with buttons, or the sensation of wearing a coat (or maybe just THAT coat), despite the fact that it’s freezing and snowing outside. It’s frustrating, and sometimes maybe they’re just being stubborn. But it’s hard to differentiate their stubbornness from their inability to cope with or process all of the overwhelming sensory input coming at them all day everyday. And even the very best kids would naturally act out while their parents are totally distracted soothing a screaming baby.
This is just something that has been weighing on my mind lately. I used to get very sad about it when Chase was about Mason’s age and all of these experiences and struggles were totally new to us. I still get a little sad, but I’ve learned to cope in my own way. Maybe because seeing the amazing kid that Chase has become has shown me that in the end it will all be OK.
November 4, 2012
Has everyone seen the week 3 bonus? If not, check it out here. So, are we in?! This sounds completely doable to me. My only apprehension is the swimming part. I’ll have to figure out when my local rec center has open lap swimming. Does anyone swim regularly? The biking and running parts should be cake for us! I think we should handle it like we did on the last round’s cardio/ strength bonus challenge and create a blog post where we all log our time (or distances this time) and update the total team distances. Who is with me?
October 23, 2012
I keep saying that I need to write things down. So, I’m writing them down!
Here are some gems from Austen:
“Mom, ya know why your bum is a little bit hard and a little bit squishy? ‘Cause you got brains in there.” Then he proceeds to tell me that the brains in his bum are always tricking him when he goes poop.
At Disneyland last week we had a bunch of great Austen lines! After riding on the Hollywood Tower of Terror, the ride stopped and Austen said “Dad, are we in the real world?!” Everyone on the ride cracked up.
On Star Tours, Austen saw all the robots around while we were going through the line. “Papa, are they turnin’ us into robots?” Hehe. Then on the ride he turned to me and said “Mom, are we really going to outer space?” The ride operator heard and said “You’re at Disneyland. It’s magic at Disneyland!” This answer was NOT satisfactory so he asked me again. Again, the whole ride was cracking up. The whole trip it became more and more apparent that my kids don’t really grasp the difference between fantasy and reality. This morning Austen told me that the Mickey Mouse on “3-3” (the Disney Channel) isn’t the real Mickey Mouse. Not like the one we saw at Disneyland. He’s apparently the pretend one, but he’s not a picture because he can move.
Last night I had a doozy with Chase. He is in love with his friend and neighbor Paige. We ran into them at Disneyland and the next day I caught him writing “I love Paige” complete with heart-dotted i and heart-shaped o on his menu at dinner. So last night he and I are talking about what he will be when he grows up. I make some suggestions and tell him how he will need to go to college. He replies with “I think I’ll just be a regular dad and work at Home Depot or a sprinkler store.” Aaaack. Hopefully he will outgrow that. So then out of the blue he asks, “Does Paige have teeny tiny babies in her tummy?” Uuuuuugh…I am NOT having this conversation with my 7 year old son. I reply that she doesn’t but when she grows up and gets married she will have babies and be a mom. “What kind of babies will she have, mom?” “I don’t know. Boy babies or girl babies.” To which he replies, “Oh good! I hope we have boy babies!” At this point I am trying my absolute hardest to contain my laughter and trying to find a way to slip away and call Grant with this hilarity! I then asked him if he wanted to marry Paige and he acted a little like this was a dumb question because the answer was obviously yes. I didn’t think this was supposed to start for 8 more years – or more!
Over the past two weeks I have proven that I am apparently not able to keep it together without the threat of public humiliation or at least some sort of accountability. Week one was really not too bad. I went to the gym 4 times, I think. And really kept things up…well, for about 5 days. Then we went on vacation. Yeeeeeah. Fortunately I only gained 2 lbs. But the candy eating has really gotten out of control! So, here is what I’m hoping to get out of this challenge this time around:- Lose those 2 stinking lbs. Plus 3 more. This will put me 2 lbs below my weight before having any babies and right back to my post babies 1 and 2 weight. Baby 3 ruined me.
– Build more muscle mass. I would like to drop 2 more % points of body fat. If anyone at the office would like to use my fat tester, just lmk and I’ll bring it!
– 4 weeks perfect points. Kristin, I’m ALL IN with you!
April 29, 2010
My 4 year old son is currently grounded from the Wii and TV (who is this punishing, really?). So, his activity of choice: vacuuming. He’s currently vacuuming the couch cushions, while wearing 6 pairs of underwear and three pairs of socks, I might add. Forget the toys, Santa! Bring this kid some cleaning supplies!
April 26, 2010
My week last week consisted of a shopping trip to Park City that resulted in a trip to Insta Care for a toddler with a sprained ankle and a trip to the ER with the same toddler on an accidental overdose (took his brother’s medicine). Seriously, I’m just waiting for DCFS to show up on my doorstep! I didn’t mention that he had previously broken his collar bone and severely burned his hand in the same week last October. This must be a boy thing. No fear. None at all.
Also, I’m trying to decide…is it 5 times worse if your child wets his pants while wearing 5 pairs of underwear? Is it 10 times worse if he does it two days in a row?
Me: Chase, do you want to go to the zoo today?
Chase: Yeah! Cuz my tummy says, ” I wanna see amamals and ride trains!”
April 15, 2010
I’ve decided I need to keep track of all the funny, random, and sometimes downright bizarre things my kids say. Therefore, here is Kid-Speak!
I was in an accident a couple weeks ago with my kids in the backseat. Talk about traumatic. Chase was bawling in car and when the police officer went to calm him down, the only words he could mutter were, “no ticket.” So, maybe my tactic of telling him that if he takes off his seat belt I will get a ticket and go to jail has backfired. Chase has since turned into the biggest backseat driver ever! Yesterday he observed brake lights ahead of us on the freeway.
Chase: “Mommy! Are you pushing your stop button?!?! Don’t crash!”
Me: [hahaha] “Yes, I’m pushing the brake.”
Hey, a stop button would be nice! It would have saved me a lot of $$ and hassle a couple weeks ago!
April 14, 2010
Me: Chase, do you want to play outside or come in for a siesta?
Chase: I wanna’ play outside. ‘Cause I need exercise.
Me: That sounds like a great idea.
Chase: Yeah, ’cause I’m tired of playing inside. I need to get big muscles so I can show Jill.