Wednesday, September 26, 2012
Wednesday, August 8, 2012
After I was done I went with Chaz, the boy, and his mom to the basketball court. I like to observe other Aspergers kids to see how they are similar. It was obvious his obsession was sports. The whole time we were there that is what he wanted to talk about and do. He never deviated. It helped me to see that I need to be careful about how much I get frustrated at Chaz's obsession with games. He likes to play them AND talk about them a lot. I don't let him play all day but he will talk all the time about it whether or not you are listening. I would get soooo frustrated sometimes but try not to show it. Watching this boy talk so much about sports made me realize that I can't change Chaz. I can encourage Chaz, but what's wrong with him wanting to talk about what he loves? Nothing. Sure, it's excessive at times but that's how he is and I shouldn't make him feel bad about it.
Friday, August 3, 2012
Soooo, I'm a parent to a preteen. Should I be scared? I am! Aggggh! Okay, when I can say I'm a parent to a teenager I will officially feel old. I can see older people than me just rolling their eyes right now. To them I say, don't you remember that feeling too? I can't believe it because today Chaz turned 12. 12 years since I became a mom. It was the scariest day of my life and I'm not exaggerating. I had no idea what to do with a little one and had never really taken care of any babies. I felt it was a crime for anyone to let me take this little guy home from the hospital. I called the doctor every week with a new question, sometimes several times a week. Now Chaz is twelve and I'm wondering how to navigate the teens years that are coming. Oh well. We'll have this conversation next year on this day. For now, he's still my baby. Heh heh. Don't tell him I said that.
My question is, what will it be like to parent an Aspergers teen? That is one thing I don't want to be told about. I thought it'd get easier as they get older but it doesn't. If anything, it's gotten much harder. I'm glad no one told me that back when Chaz was six and I was new to the word Aspergers. I had to take just one day at a time back then. Today, I just love my son with the good days and the bad days. He's funny, challenging, and keeps me on my toes. For real! Ha ha! I love you, Chaz.
Sunday, July 8, 2012
|Chaz (right) and his friend Dexter|
Thursday, May 17, 2012
I'm writing from my cell phone in my hospital bed. Yesterday I got the balloon to cause my cervix to dilate. It worked so well that I went from a 1 to 5cm dilated in one hour. I wasn't in any pain at all but needed to go in to the hospital. While in the hospital my contractions were every 5 minutes but still had no pain and was 6 cm dilated. They wanted to break my water but I asked them not to do it till I got an epidural. So basically I had Juliet pain free! 3 pushes and she was out. Juliet weighed 6lb 12oz and is 20 inches. I'm in baby heaven! God gave me another little blessing.
Friday, April 13, 2012
|Chaz 11 years old|
Sometimes I don't mind talking about it but other times (like now) I have a hard time with it. It's not because I'm ashamed or because I am in denial. Sometimes I get sad because I want the best for him in life and it kills me that I can't just fix everything for him.
|My baby Chaz|
|Chaz (left) playing with his brother 12 months younger|
|You can see the scar where Chaz was stitched up|
|Chaz 8 years old|
I've made mistakes along the way with trying to stumble along different paths. Do I put him in a self contained classroom? NO. I discovered that he copies behavior and since the rest of the class was pretty wild, cussed, and threw tables and chairs, Chaz would also do these things. After a year of that mess I found a different school and wonder of all wonders I found an angel of a teacher. She just happened to have trained to work with Aspergers kids in New York for 3 years. NO WAY! She taught regular first grade and said it was no problem whatsoever to teach Chaz in her classroom. She taught me everything she could about Aspergers and how to help Chaz. She was an angel teacher and I wish I could go back and give her a big hug for everything she did. She took one of the times of my life and made it feel like it was gonna be okay. She gave me the confidence I needed as a parent to help him. Chaz no longer was rolling on the floor but doing very well. He was given a seat in the front-left. He was still sitting with the kids but much closer to the teacher's desk. He was given a visual schedule and 5 minutes warnings before each task was to be done. He was given an assistant to sit with him during math and language arts hour to help him focus. Chaz was given more breaks and was even allowed his own snack time. Since his legs were more sensitive than usual the teacher bought a cushion for his chair he had to sit in every day. This lady UNDERSTOOD Chaz. I will always be so grateful to her. Unfortunately when kids advance in grades they change teachers. It pretty much went downhill from there trying to find teachers who could work with Chaz. I think most of the problem is just ignorance. If teachers don't understand Aspergers then they aren't going to know what works for them. I communicated as best I could but often was just treated like my son was naughty and he just needed to be punished.
|Chaz and I 2009|
|Chaz's best friend Dexter also has Aspergers|
|Our family at the Science Center 2011 (Chaz top left)|
One thing for sure is that I love Chaz with all my heart. He's my firstborn and my son. Chaz has taught me more about unconditional love, PATIENCE, forgiveness, and tolerance like no other. I can't imagine missing out on a kid like him. :)
Friday, January 27, 2012
|My husband teaching Kyle (my 3rd son) chess|
Anyway, that's just my own personal thoughts on it and how it's been working out. Chaz is doing very well and he's not overwhelmed by any means. Chaz has been doing fantastic in so many ways since I pulled him from a brick and mortar school.