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Oh the Noise! Noise, Noise, Noise!

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Having a “functionally nonverbal” child does not mean I have a quiet child.  He is making noises all the time whether they be verbal stims, repeating movie scripts over and over again, trains crashing, doors slamming or running around in circles in the house. The oldest is a nonstop chatterbox and he’ll talk and talk […]

Thank Your Teachers

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So much of a special need’s parents’ time is advocating and fighting for what is best for our children. Most likely, most of us have all had a teacher or a therapist or a doctor that we really butted heads with.  A professional that couldn’t see our child’s potential or no matter how much reminding […]

Don’t Stare

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We were in the process of checking out when I discovered that even though all the groceries had fit in the cart alongside Brian, they didn’t seem to fit anymore once they were bagged. I told Brian I needed him to come out and he immediately started whining.  I grabbed him under his arms and […]

The Tipping Point

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As Brian begins to enter the world of puberty we struggle with hormones and emotions and how to explain abstract concepts to a little boy who in some ways is no further along developmentally than a preschooler. In the mornings we’ve added in the step of using deodorant to help him not be the stinky […]

Ten Reasons to Embrace the Storm

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I’m hearing a mixture of reports from my friends, clients, and family on whether or not everyone is looking forward to or dreading the arrival of “historic blizzard of 2015″. I’m going to against the grain and embrace this.  I’m excited.  I’m looking forward to it. Before you call me crazy, let me plead my case: […]

Top Five OTA Gems

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As an occupational therapy assistant (OTA), I find myself doing my best to help parents through tricky times in their lives.  You read my blog….I, obviously, don’t have all the answers all the time.  But I do find myself giving out these five tidbits over and over again.  No, they don’t have to do with […]

He Hit Me.

It was that terrible hour before bed.  The hour where I proclaim all electronics are off limits and my children must use their toys or their imagination or both, oh the horrors. Brian needed a shower and he begrudgingly entered the bathroom, still on the cusp of being angry over the no-electronics lock-down. We’ve been […]