About a month ago, Jackson started hitting his head again. He hasn’t done that since his “catatonic stage” when he first showed signs of withdrawing and regression, pre-GFCF diet. The bumper of the van, the corner of the dresser, every doorpost in the house planted their mark in the middle of his forehead, and before long, the school was sending notes home asking about the giant purple bruise on his head. We, of course, were disturbed by this self-injurious behavior and interrupted the head-banging as soon as possible, but after one or two hits, Jackson looked like the loser in a boxing match. Continue reading “Head-Banging Isn’t Fun”
I Hear Your Voice
Wow…we left this blog on a downer for three whole months. Yikes. Thank God we’re back with hope in our hearts. It’s been a rough go, but Jackson has indeed risen again. He is using more spontaneous language than ever before. Hurrah! Continue reading “I Hear Your Voice”
Waiting 6 months for a kiss
In the last week Jack has used fewer words again than he has in a long time. The other night, I was feeling so discouraged by his progress, but I had another shift… Jason, desperate to connect with his son, had invented a new game that was apparently awarding enough to evoke a response from Jack.
“Give me five, Jack.” Pause…smack. I look up to see my husband, with Jack in his arms, jumping around in circles singing, “I got a five, I got a five. Whoo, whoo, whoo, WHOO!” He proceeded to offer this same reward as Jack gave each of his sisters a five, a hug, and even a kiss (we’ve waited 6 months for a kiss before).
New Yummy GFCF Bars and My Secret Rebellion Revealed
I have a confession: I have a secret rebellion I cannot seem to reform. I bring it out into the open here in a desperate attempt to convince myself of my folly. I CANNOT FOLLOW A RECIPE to the letter. This has worked out surprisingly well, further encouraging the rebellious tendency. But my creativity has proven disasterous on several occasions like the time I was left staring at the sad puddle of goo stuck to the bottom of the pan that was supposed to be beautiful, moldable marzipan to lay atop my son’s birthday cake. Continue reading “New Yummy GFCF Bars and My Secret Rebellion Revealed”
Autism debate
A few weeks ago, I dipped my toe into rougher waters in the world of autism. I attended a parent advisory meeting at Jackson’s school. The discussion had turned to providing more training for parents, equipping them to reinforce their children’s training at home using the same methods employed in school. One mom’s response revealed a new side of the autism debate of which I had been blissfully unaware. Continue reading “Autism debate”