Maybe it's time I actually put in writing my goals for my family. When the New Year was about to happen I was asked, "What is your New Years Resolution?" my reply was, " I am not going to make any resolutions because they are basically made to be broken".
Pondering on that I realized I really should set actual goals rather than saying, "Oh I want to do that". So...
Goal number 1 was already achieved by Noah. POTTY TRAINED!!! Whoa-who!
Goal Number 2: Sleeping in my bed without children (we will see how this works out I have 11 months to go to complete it).
Goal Number 3: Get my car finished (almost done) so that I can take my children to the zoo and the other museums this year.
Goal Number 4: Actually buy some NEW furniture for my home Starting with the living room.
Goal Number 5: Even though I have a lot of spending goals I would like to save more money for a raining day (or a sunny one).
Goal Number 6: Get walking again.
Goal Number 7: Have more date nights with my husband.
Goal Number 8: Start a structured (planned) family event.
Goal Number 9: Since I mentioned structured. I should probably work harder at getting my home, and life organized (I need Neecy Nash).
Goal Number 10: Find more me time. So that I can spend it with my family (Wow, I think I may need my head examined but it's true. I honestly love being with my family even when I am feeling manic).
I may add more goals for this year but for now that is quite enough. Now lets see if I can actually follow through.
Sunday, January 31, 2010
Saturday, January 30, 2010
Welcome to 2010 A Brand New Year of Excitement and Adventure!
Number One Lesson for anyone dealing with an Autistic child.
You don't train them, They train You.
This will probably be the most important thing to learn. Once you have mastered this, life will be so much smoother for the both of you.
Wow, so far this year has been exciting! Why? Well, I am a 40 year old mother with a 3 month old son named Gabriel, a 4 year old daughter Abigail (we call her Abi for short) and my miracle child Noah who is 8 years old and severally autistic (among other health issues).
Noah has had it rough when it comes to his health since before his birth and I will get into that a little bit later. Right now, I would like to focus on a HUGE milestone that we have been working on since he was about 2 1/2 years old.
This is a challenge for any parent.
I have to say for a parent with a child with autism there are times when you just really want to give up. Bang your head up against the wall. Cry (sob). Scream. Lay down on the floor and kick your feet like a child- kind of feeling because after years and years of trying to potty train your child. You are still changing diapers at 8 years old. As a mother, you feel like a complete failure just because this one all important milestone is not obtainable for your child, for what reason? No one knows (you get that a lot with autism).
For me, I would like to break out the bottle of bubbly grape juice and put on a party hat because after all these years trying to coax him into sitting on the toilet, hiding the diapers, pleading, and then giving in because he made himself sick from actually trying to hold it in has finally trained himself. He just one day decided to be a big boy and just do it.
Hence the first lesson of autism. "You don't train them, they train you".
You don't train them, They train You.
Wow, so far this year has been exciting! Why? Well, I am a 40 year old mother with a 3 month old son named Gabriel, a 4 year old daughter Abigail (we call her Abi for short) and my miracle child Noah who is 8 years old and severally autistic (among other health issues).
Noah has had it rough when it comes to his health since before his birth and I will get into that a little bit later. Right now, I would like to focus on a HUGE milestone that we have been working on since he was about 2 1/2 years old.
"Potty Training"
This is a challenge for any parent.
I have to say for a parent with a child with autism there are times when you just really want to give up. Bang your head up against the wall. Cry (sob). Scream. Lay down on the floor and kick your feet like a child- kind of feeling because after years and years of trying to potty train your child. You are still changing diapers at 8 years old. As a mother, you feel like a complete failure just because this one all important milestone is not obtainable for your child, for what reason? No one knows (you get that a lot with autism).
For me, I would like to break out the bottle of bubbly grape juice and put on a party hat because after all these years trying to coax him into sitting on the toilet, hiding the diapers, pleading, and then giving in because he made himself sick from actually trying to hold it in has finally trained himself. He just one day decided to be a big boy and just do it.
Hence the first lesson of autism. "You don't train them, they train you".
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