Wednesday, December 8, 2010

Deliriously Happy



For the past couple of months I have been planning a reunion with 3 of my friends from Harding.  Every time we talk and make plans I get immensely giddy like a kid at Christmas.  I didn't realize how much I have missed everybody.  I haven't been back to Harding since 2000....so this is a big deal to me.  Getting the chance to re-live those college days will be so refreshing.  I've been thinking a lot about the relationships I formed there.   How you really become family because you are stuck living with each other.  You go through a lot with the people you meet at college.  Outside of immediate family, these are the people who see you at your worst, who take care of you when you are sick, who encourage you when you are sad, who call you up to go find trouble in sleepy little towns.  I miss that period in my life.  I wish all of life could be like that.  College is the only time in your life where you are living in a community of people your age, who are doing the exact same thing you are doing, which seems to make things much easier on many different levels.  Seeing these people again will be like seeing family.  It is already bringing me so much joy I can hardly contain it.  These people are so much a part of me.  I am so grateful for Facebook which brought us all out of our corners of the world and connected us.  It is a sad thing to lose contact with someone and not know how or where to find them.  Facebook makes that so easy.  And I'm thankful that everyone's spouses (including mine) are releasing them to have this little weekend get-away.  I have a feeling we'll spend a lot of time planning when we're going to get together again, except with our families!  I know there will be a future blog about the trip.  I just had to get some of this excitement out tonight so I could get some sleep!

Tuesday, December 7, 2010

Grocery Option

It's been a while since I've mentioned anything about whole/organic eating.  I found this today and thought some of you might be interested.  There is a website called Farm Fresh To You which will deliver a box of organic fruits and vegetables for as low as $25.  I would totally be doing this if they had it in our area.  You can customize your box by taking out what you don't like and adding what you do.  You can do veggies only, fruit only, or a mix.  I think this is fantastic.  Click here to check it out for yourself and see if it's available in your area!  A small box looks like this:



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Monday, December 6, 2010

My "Thankful" Lessons

I know this is about a month premature, but December is a very busy month for us and I wanted to make sure I got this posted! 

I wanted to write a blog about what I learned this year simply by using my status message to recognize someone else for a day.

Lesson #1:  I'M SELFISH

I can't tell you HOW many times I got on Facebook and just wanted to complain!!  I was upset, hurt, sick, whatever..and just wanted everyone to know about it.  I realized I had been using my status message to vent quite a bit.  Remembering my promise to use the status message to uplift others, taught me to be a more positive, encouraging person.

Lesson #2:  BEING THANKFUL IS HARD AND UNEXPRESSED GRATITUDE ISN'T GRATITUDE AT ALL.

Obviously, I didn't make it through my friend list in one year.  Why?  Because it takes effort to express gratitude.  I have spent a lot of my life feeling thankful.  I know I'm thankful for each one of you.  I learned that isn't always easy to express.  It took time to reflect on each relationship.  To meditate on what it was that I liked best about each person.  To pick the words that would be meaningful to another.  Doesn't sound hard.  Try it.  :)  But if I didn't take the time to express that in words, then no one would ever know.  So it didn't matter how much you meant to me until it was expressed.  I learned that I need to take time to make SURE people in my life know they are important to me.  People need to know.  The people in your life need to know.

Lesson #3:  SMALL GESTURES MAKE BIG DIFFERENCES

I have spent my life wanting to do something big.  I just wanted to the opportunity to do something so amazing that would be remembered for all time.  And that something had to be done better than anybody else could do it.  I just wanted to be the BEST at something - anything.  But I'm not that talented.  And I get the feeling God isn't interested in making me a star anytime soon.  But what I learned this year, is that I don't have to do anything big to make a difference.  I don't have to be the best either.  I just have to take the time to pay attention to the small details.

I wasn't sure how people would react to this little undertaking of mine.  It made me nervous.  I was surprised and blessed more than I could imagine.  I watched as by simply saying "thank you" people were brought to tears or expressed gratitude in hearing how they had made a difference in a life.  Some told me it was just what they needed to hear that day.  The ones I didn't get to, surprised me by sending messages to let me know  they were anxious "for their day" or to make sure that I was going to write about them too.  This always made me smile.  People desperately wanting to hear kind words.  I don't think people hear nice things nearly enough.  Individuals don't know if what they do or what they say makes a difference because nobody tells them.  Why do we wait for someone to die to say nice things about them?  Don't wait!!!  The people in your life want to know NOW.  They NEED to hear you tell them they are important to you.  I have been far more blessed than I ever imagined.  I started this so that I could grow as a Christian.  I wanted to be a better person.  I wanted to be less selfish.  People have been so kind this past year through all my posts.  It has been so amazing.

Lesson #4:  GRATITUDE IS CONTAGIOUS

One of my favorite things about publicly posting about how awesome someone was, was that others could add to it.  By posting the status message, it gave others an opportunity to express how they felt about that person too.  How awesome is that?  Others took on the task of going through THEIR friend lists and publicly thanking them as well.  I loved seeing that.  I loved seeing the responses. 

I've learned a lot.  I think I've grown a little.  I still have a long way to go.  I'm not done being thankful yet!  There are many more people to acknowledge.  Many more people who need to know how important they are to me.  I look forward to continuing this journey.  Don't give up on me yet!

Thank you to all who have spurred me on.  I've needed it! 

HAAAH HAAH!






We have created a little monster out of Mattmoo.  He is in LOVE with the cat in the hat.  Eric has a small collection of Dr. Seuss books and Matthew will often bring them to me and point to the cat in the hat. 

Haah haah! 
Yes!  The cat in the hat.  Very good!

HAAH HAAH!  HAAH HAAH! HAAH HAAH!
The cat in the hat!!  YES!  I see it!  The cat in the hat!!

HAAAAAH HAAAAAAH!  HAAAAAAAAH HAAAAAAAAAAAH!

I haven't figured out how to get him to stop saying it.  I just pray that he will be distracted by something else very quickly!  I try reading the books to him, but he's not interested.  He points to every character and says, (you know it's coming!)  Haah, Hah!

Thanks Dr. Seuss.

Trial

My sister in law is joining all these blogging communities and I thought I'd try it just once and see what happens.

The Not-So-Secret Confessions of a First Time Mom


Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Big Baby

I do not do the flu.  All I want to do is crawl up in a ball and die.  Yes.  I'm always this melodramatic when I get a stomach bug.  Thankfully, mine is not the puking variety - yet.  But Eric's is.  And he's still a better trooper than I am.  Thankfully he hadn't eaten much today.  I went to the store and bought some ginger ale made with real ginger (even if it wasn't truly ginger soda) to help our bellies.  I gave him only a quarter of a cup and he didn't stomach that well.  That's a pretty bad bug!  He's drinking water now and I hope it stays with him. I have to chuckle though.  We get our warning when he says "It's hot!  It's hot!"  My poor baby.

Monday, November 29, 2010

Because You're You

*to the little man in my life who tries so hard to be perfect, Eric Stephen*


You make me SO proud!

Not because you can sing your ABC's the loudest.

Not because you can write the letter  'E' with perfection.

Not even because you eat all your broccoli without complaining.

You make me proud because you are you!

You don't have to jump the highest,

or kick the ball the farthest.

You don't even have to win the 1st place ribbon.

Whether you fly to the moon

or just around the room;

Whether you save the world,

or just a tiny bird;

Whether you own your own art gallery,

or just the space on my refrigerator,

You make me proud because you are you!



Copyright (C) 2010 Charity Thomas







Never forget that!

Nothing

*to my shadow and snugglebug, Matthew Alan*
Nothing can separate you from my love.

Not spilled milk.

Not broken vases.

Not bathroom doors.

Nothing!  I love you!

If you stood on the tallest mountain, my love would be there.

If you went to the depths of the ocean, my love would be there.

If you hid in the darkest cave, my love would be there.

Do you know why?

Because nothing can separate you from my love.

I love you from east to west.

I love you from 1 to infinity.

You are special.  You are mine.  You are loved.

And nothing will ever change that.

Nothing!

Copyright (C) 2010 Charity Thomas

Sunday, November 28, 2010

Worship

Every Sunday I feel inspired to run home and blog about my worship experience that day.  But I haven't.  It's hard to put into words.

For those of you who don't know, John and I have been attending the First Christian Church since early October.  We love it.  Before we had been attending a local church of Christ.  I have struggled with the churches of Christ for a very long time now.  10 years or so?  I think my biggest problem has been that I am an emotional person (I don't know why I keep telling you that!) and for me, personally, I NEED to worship in an emotional setting and the church of Christ, for the most part, does not allow for that.  And so I  have attended church out of duty and have left many times feeling nothing.  I understand that it is MY responsibility to have the right heart and come worship before God, and I am not looking to GET anything out of worship, but so often it seems that the church focuses so much on getting the Law JUST right, that the spirit of worship is missing.  I've been searching for that spirit.  I'm not putting down the church of Christ in any way or "turning against it", just stating what my experience has been over the past few years.  Not all churches of Christ are that way at all!  We just haven't had the opportunity to live in a place where we could attend a church of Christ like that.  Only when we get to visit my parents!  :)  GREAT group of people who we love very very much.  It is amazing how much the spirit of individuals affects worshiping God.  We attended a church of Christ in Germany where there was no full-time preacher, but the love of ONE couple there set the tone for the entire church and worship hour.  I didn't realize that until changes started taking place and they moved away.  Worship suddenly became more "political" and "legalistic".  There were divisions and dissensions.  People stopped wanting to come. I just got totally sidetracked.  Point being, that couple brought a spirit to worship that was contagious.  And it's rare to find that contagious spirit in a church.

All that being said, an emotional experience does not equal a worship experience.  I have attended other christian churches who had the "spirit" but seemed to be lacking the Spiritual meat.  It has bothered me when worship seems to be held in the spirit of entertainment.  When the Bible is watered down.  And so I have always stayed with the spiritless church of Christ who was doctrinally sound, as opposed to a spirit-filled church who didn't seem to stick with the Bible at all.

When we first attended First Christian, I had the same goal I have always had - find out what they're doing wrong.  Terrible attitude isn't it?  Afterall, we were looking for some place new to worship, and wanted the balance of scriptually sound and spirit-filled.  I wasn't sure such a place existed.  I expected what most people from the church of Christ expect from a christian church.  That worship would be geared towards entertainment.  The preacher would be funny and capture everybody's attention with stories.  The Bible would be presented in a manner that would be careful not to offend anyone.  Women would dominate the worship.  All the no--no's. 

Boy was I wrong.  Worship IS done slightly different and yet that's still not what sets this church apart.  There are 2 different styles of worship available - a Contemporary and a Traditional service.  A band and praise team in contemporary.  A piano and choir in traditional.  Women are more visible, but still not to the extent that I have encountered at other churches and been very uncomfortable with.  The only time I have seen a woman lead a prayer was during contemporary service right before the Lord's supper, because the praise team (composed of women) leads the song right before and it seems to be a matter of convenience, as the song leader does the same at traditional service.  Not saying it's right (I'm still not fully comfortable with that).  Just noting my observations.  I noticed one Sunday, for the first time, a women assisting in serving the Lord's supper.  I hadn't noticed before, because the servers come from the back and do not stand up front - I have no problem with that at all.  And women teach the adult classes.  And that's the extent to which women have a role in worship.  There are deacons and elders.  Both worship services follow the pattern that you would expect, other than the Lord's Supper follows the sermon.  The preacher (who does go by 'minister' and not 'pastor') is not an entertaining man.  He is a compelling speaker, but I noticed today, he does not use funny stories.  I'm not even sure he has ever popped a joke in his sermons.  They are Bible based, scripture is used every time, they are well written and thought out, with a series of points.  They are not even "feel-good" sermons, which I definitely expected.  This is a church that is serious about growing and leading others to Christ.  And the sermons are about how to do that.  The Lord's Supper is really wonderful and a nice change.  There is always a very thoughtful message right before.  It's not routine and the same words aren't used.  Today, the thought brought tears around me.  I noticed a grown man wiping his eyes and heard others sniffling as we sang "Isn't He beautiful" and listened to the thoughts on Jesus right before communion - and this in the traditional service!  The service that is supposedly not as emotions-based!  It's the spirit I've been missing.  Surrounded by people who love God and are EXCITED to come worship Him.  There's no hand raising or clapping or shouts of Amen, but you can feel the spirit in the air all the same.  I can't describe it.  But it brings me so much joy.

We have yet to connect with anybody there, but I look forward to worship all the same.  I still need to study more and learn how God feels about different methods of worship, because I do want to worship him in a way that pleases him.  It crushes me to think that I could worship Him in a way that I see no problem with, yet angers Him, but at this point I feel like my heart is back into worship and I feel like I'm surrounded with people who have a heart for worship.  Today, one of the points in the sermon taken from Luke 17 where Jesus heals the lepers, is that if people are not coming to church to worship God, it's because they are not thankful.  Because when we realize all that God has done for us, it compels us to go worship Him.  No matter what.  And I think that spirit of thankfulness is at this church.  It's a place where I want to bring people to.  A place I want to be a part of.  A place of love, unity, and full of people who just want to serve God.  And I can't wait to go back!

Thursday, October 28, 2010

Costume Parade

Yay!  After a full night's sleep, the 3 of us were feeling much better.  The day went well, and I kept reminding Eric that would be going to the library to get candy.  Once I cut down the feathers on Matthew's hat/wig, he let me put it on and get pictures!  Yay!  By the time we were ready to go to the library, Eric was refusing to wear the costume.  I told him that that was fine, but he would not get any candy.  I was frustrated, but tried not to show it.  I packed the costume just in case he changed his mind.  In the car, he told me he would wear the hat, so I let him hold it.  I had brought my camera, but had forgotten the camera card, so I had to turn around to grab it.  When I came out to the car, Eric was proudly wearing his hat.  Wow!  Ok.  Mommy was feeling a little better.  He wore it all the way to the library, and when we got there, I said, "You have to put the costume on if you want to get candy."  He gladly put the costume on - practically by himself.  Seriously??  All this grief and you are GLADLY putting it on now??  It was like he just knew that there was no reason to wear it until this very moment.  This child never wears a hat, and he left that tall hat on the ENTIRE time.  I was super proud of him.  Matthew left his on as well.  At the very end of story time, they were both done with the hats.  Matthew was burning up.  I felt so bad that he had gotten quite as hot as he had, but so proud that he left it on and let me "parade" him around!  Eric had a blast and listened SO well as we stood in line and made our way around the library to gather the treats.  He was so polite and said "thank you", but he cracked me up every time we came to a station where they were handing out stickers/toys/paper cut outs instead of candy.(every other station!!)  He refused to accept them!  LOL!  He was so excited at the last one where he got some "S's" (skittles - his favorite!)  I was also super impressed that when they said to take only one, he did EXACTLY that.  No trouble with him wanting to grab more.  Both boys seemed to enjoy parts of story time, but I was glad when it was over and we could head home.  I offered to let Eric take his costume off before we headed back, but he wanted to leave it on!  So I got my special event after all.  I will never get tired of watching their little eyes light up!





Wednesday, October 27, 2010

Completely Drained

I am exhausted.  Emotionally.  Physically.  Spiritually.  I don't know what it was about today, but the boys shredded every last nerve I had.  Pretty rough day for everyone.  I was looking forward to bible class tonight (Effective Parenting - and I DEFINITELY need to be in there!) but I just didn't have any strength left to fight 2 little ones on my own, much less in public.  After bedtime.

So I'm grouchy.  We all really like the new congregation we have been attending.  One of the members recognized us at the bank today.  With such large numbers, it never ceases to amaze me how friendly everyone is and how they can keep up with everyone there enough to know who is visiting and who is not.  So I'm missing being there tonight.  And for the first time in over a year, I know I am being missed. 

I feel like I am having to gather myself together to fight battles all over again tomorrow.  Matthew has an appointment with the allergist in the morning and then I had planned on taking the boys to the library for the "Costume Parade" and story reading.  But now I just don't know.  I had BIG plans for the entire weekend, FILLED with fun activities, but my children resist change in routine which is making it hard to create new and exciting experiences for them.

I was really excited about Halloween this year.  We have no plans to do the nighttime door to door trick or treating, but there was the library event, the mall trick or treating, 2 fall festivals associated with churches, and the pumpkin farm.  I want so badly to create FUN childhood memories for my children and traditions that they will cherish.  But they are fighting me on it something fierce.  We didn't carve a pumpkin this year because Eric won't have anything to do with scooping out the insides.  So we painted pumpkins.  He liked that.




I got him a Cat in the Hat costume and I made a Thing 1 costume for Matthew.  Even John was excited about all the events and asked me to make him a Thing 2 costume.  Unfortunately, both boys scream bloody murder when we try to put the costumes on.  *sigh*  I just want to give up.  And this is a holiday that tends to be a big deal!  Unlike Valentine's Day and St. Patrick's day, and other such "holidays" that I have always wanted to make special, fun days as well.  So here are their lovely costumes.  I'm sure they would look adorable in them, but we may all have to use our imaginations. 





I know we don't NEED to "celebrate" this holiday (and I know some of you disagree strongly with any participation at all) but for me, this is a time to do something out of the ordinary, something fun that will stand out in their memories years from now as a special family time.  "Remember when we would ________ every year?  I loved that."  If they continue to not want to celebrate in the different ways we are offering, that is fine.  But I do hope that we will find that special event or activity that can become a family tradition to help strengthen our bond. 

Tuesday, October 26, 2010

Children's Book by C.S. Thomas

I was inspired to write a children's book tonight.  So I did.  Now I need an artist to illustrate it and a publisher.  Anybody got connections?

:)

Saturday, October 23, 2010

Pumpkin Pie!!

Eric has been very insistent all week long that I make pumpkin pie, so tonight we went to the store and got the ingredients.  That made him very happy!








Trying To Sort It All Out

The past few days my mind has been consumed with one thought:  Eric.  I need a place to get these jumbled thoughts out of my head, so this is the place.  This may not be a coherent blog, so just bear with me.


Anyone who knows Eric and Matthew, knows one thing for certain.  The are two VERY different boys.  Even though we knew Matthew would be different than Eric, we were still shocked when this little demanding fireball entered our world.  We struggled at first, wondering why Matthew "couldn't be more like Eric."  He required far more energy than our quiet, self-soothing Eric  that we had  come to love.  It didn't take long for us to love Matthew for who he is as much as we love Eric for who he is.

As they continued to grow, and we watched more of Eric's "personality" develop he received a bit of teasing.  He was (is) a little bit different than other boys his age.  But so what?  EVERY child is different!  I relate well to Eric.  I understand him better than most and feel that we have very similar personalities.  As of late though, my mindset has changed from "Why is Matthew not like Eric?" to "Why isn't (wasn't) Eric more like Matthew?"

Let me explain.  For a while now, I've been concerned about Eric's socialization.  I have noticed that he prefers alone time.  That's not to say that he doesn't love people and playing with other children.  He plays VERY well one on one.  But anytime I have seen him with a group of children, he will be playing alone.  I've kept that in the back of the mind.  I know since I am a stay-at-home mom and he doesn't get the opportunity to be with other kids often, that could contribute to it.  But even still....it's different for Matthew...

The second concern has been his language development.  Eric was VERY slow to start talking.  He has made great strides in this past year and has learned to become conversational.  I haven't been *too* worried about how well he talks, because to me - that's normal.  But as I listen to Matthew talking and realize how clear he speaks and how he speaks in 3 word sentences already, I start to wonder, is Eric delayed?  By the age of 2, Matthew will most certainly be talking AS WELL as Eric does at nearly 4.  And with Eric, it's not that you can't understand the words he is saying, because you can.  he does struggle with some consonants, but the BIGGEST issue is, even though you can understand the words he is saying, you will most likely not have a clue what he is talking about.  His chain of thought is hard to follow.

This is where I walk the fine line of crazy versus observant and rightly concerned.  2 red flags.  Language development and Social development.  I don't know why the thought occurred to me, but there was this seed planted in my mind that I should research Autism.  I know.  It sounds absolutely crazy.  And that's what I'm struggling with right now.

Now most obviously, Eric is NOT severely autistic by any means.  But that's what makes this difficult.  Autism is a blanket term for a wide spectrum of "issues" for lack of a better word.  I did some basic research, but mostly thought about 2 things.  1.  What behavior has Eric shown that has been "different" and 2.  What behavior has Eric has had that has frustrated me?

The list became quite lengthy.  I was swimming in so many thoughts and memories and wondering if what I had thought had been normal (even it was odd) were signs of something more.  So I decided to start asking people.  I have every intention of talking to a professional, but I needed to know I wasn't crazy for thinking that something, no matter how subtle, was "off".

I first asked a friend of the family.  She had been with Eric a few times and watched him play with her daughter.  I asked her if she had ever felt that Eric was "different" in any way.  I explained that I had been considering the possibility that he might fall into the autistic category.  She asked for examples of why I felt that way.  She explained that he seemed perfectly normal to her and of course he wouldn't be like Matthew and I shouldn't expect him to be.  He's 3 years old, and any differences I was seeing, or that anyone else was seeing, could be attributed to my style of parenting.  Basically?  I fell on the "crazy" side of parenting.  (don't worry J!  I know that's NOT what you were saying, but on the crazy vs. rightly concerned, that was the side you fell on - and that's fine!)

Then I talked to my mom about it.  I decided to ask people in a progressive manner.  Friend, Family, Professional.  I expressed my concern to mom.  She expressed that she had been concerned about his language development as well but didn't want to say anything to concern me unnecessarily.  I tried to explain to her as well, why I thought he was leaning towards autism, though I became quite frustrated trying to come up with a concrete example that couldn't be refuted with "he's 3 years old!".  Mom knows Eric well.  and understood my frustration.  Because she knows as well as I do, that something is "off".  And it's so very subtle.  Of course my friend couldn't see it.  I doubt anybody outside the family would pick up on anything.  But while mom and I thought on the topic together, and debated "he's 3 versus it could be something more", she decided I wasn't crazy and that I was right to be concerned.  Afterall, it could be nothing - which would be great!  But it wouldn't hurt to just talk to a professional and see what they thought.  Which I planned on doing, but I was still trying to find a way to explain why I thought something more was happening with examples that on the surface seemed so..normal (I'll be going into further detail)

I know a handful of parents with autistic children of varying degrees - from Aspberger's to non-verbal Austism.  I would have loved to talk to one of them, but I wasn't close enough to any of them to bring it up.  Or so I thought.  One of the families that has a 10 yr old autistic child invited us to dinner last night.  Pretty random, huh?  (God!)  :)  I got the chance to talk with my friend for hours about the subject.  For the third time, I had to try and explain why it was I thought Eric had these tendencies.  I first brought up the broad spectrum of language and socialization.  She had taught him in Children's church so I asked how he had interacted with other kids.  She said she hadn't noticed an issue.  She explained that he followed group direction well, as opposed to kids with autism who must be specifically told what to do.  She would know...so maybe I was being ridiculous afterall.  But eventually I was able to bring more specific examples to the table of what concerned me.

He is off the charts academically, but has met every one of his developmental milestones late.  As if he just couldn't understand what needed to be done.

He couldn't manipulate objects like Matthew can.

By the age of 2 he had memorized the books of the Old Testament, but if you asked him, "What would you like to eat?"  he couldn't answer you.

He most certainly experiences sensory overload.  We have watched the melt-downs happen when being around too many people came to be too much.  All it took to calm him down, was to take him away from the chaos and let him be in a quiet environment for a while.

He has not been big into playing with toys.  And when he has played with them, he's played with the m oddly.  Example:  Taking Legos out of the box one by one and running them over his nose. 

If you take him to a playground, he will spend 3/4 of the time, sitting by himself crushing dead leaves.

He talks - a lot.  And yet you may never understand a thing he is trying to say.  Example:  When he was really into coloring, I asked him "Do you like to color?"  His response was, "No.  I like penguins."  I laughed this off, but wondered why he answered questions so randomly.  Nothing he said made sense.  The next day, I pulled out all his coloring books and crayons for him.  He picked his favorite coloring book.  What was on the cover?  A penguin. 

And what about his lack of patience and high frustration?  Do austistic children get frustrated easily?  I've watched since Eric was itty-bitty, scream and throw toys when he couldn't make them "work" the way he wanted.  Was this just his personality, or the sign of something more?

He relies heavily on routine.  I would not have thought twice about that because I rely heavily on routine.  But I had read that this was a sign of autism.  He has not done well with changes in routine in the past, though it has improved some.  He is still insistent that some things go a certain way.  Example:  If I put one sock on and then attempt to put the shoe on, he will fuss and insist that I put the other sock on first and THEN the shoes.

He has had OCD tendencies since he was itty bitty.  Things go a certain way.  Again, didn't think much about this because I'm that way.  I figured I inadvertently taught him to be that way.  But as I continued to listen about the different aspects of autism, that stood out to me.

Examples seemed to flow all night.  A lot of times my friend would smile and nod and say, "That sounds like autism"  and other times she would say, "that could just be his skill level" or "that could just be his personality".  The end conclusion was that she was not a professional and she couldn't say one way or another, but confirmed more than anyone had that I WAS right to be concerned, that I was NOT crazy and that she had been through the EXACT same thing with her child.  It may be nothing.  Then again it may be.  She is giving me some information for his language to be tested.  That's immensely helpful.  We can go from there.  She assured me that they work with tons of autistic children, and if there was any sign of that, they would pick up on it.   

MY end conclusion?  I really don't care if he is autistic or not.  I don't care if he is diagnosed with this or not.  You can call the issues whatever you want as long as you give me the resources to ease his frustration and to help him grow in ALL areas of his life.  I have one reason, and one reason only to pursue any testing.  And that's so I can be the best parent I can be to help him be the BEST Eric he can be.  If we test and we find developmental delays, we can fix it.  If he needs special help, we can give it to him.  If we test and he's fine, great! 

I had falsely assumed before having children, that the more time you spend with them and the better you get to know them, the better parent you can be because you will know exactly what they need and how best to provide that.  I never imagined that there would be such a gray area, where everything seems to intertwine in such a knotted mess that it seems impossible to straighten out.  If I never brought this up again or pursued testing, would Eric be okay?  I believe so.  I think he could go his whole life and deal fine.  But I also believe that we can make his life easier, and less frustrating if we address any weaknesses he may have.  Please pray that I make the best decisions for him and that he can grow in every way God intended him to.

Thursday, October 21, 2010

Great Art Meets Great Music

Best of both worlds today!  Score!  I can not even begin to guess at how many hours this took, but the end result certainly paid off.  This may be the only time a LiteBrite makes you tear up.


Saturday, October 16, 2010

Mattmoo's Haircut

I cut his hair a couple of days ago after taking him to a playground after lunch.  His hands were sticky and he had rubbed them through his hair and he looked like he had pigtails.  I knew it needed to be trimmed but I just didn't want to let his downy soft hair go.  I loved holding him in my lap and burying my face in his soft hair ( I know that sounds weird, but it's true!)  I was so upset about his hair being gone that I couldn't bear to post pics immediately.  But here he is, looking all grown up  *sniff, sniff* but a little less like a girl.









I miss you downy soft hair!  But you'll be back...and we won't be cutting you again!!

How To Train Your Little Dragon