Month: August 2014

Behavior Modification: Mom vs. Charlie

Star Date: 8/27/14 Captain’s Log: 4:40 pm Discussed with our Behaviorist, Lacey, the need for Charlie to eat dinner at dinner time, instead of running away and refusing to eat, only to sneak around looking for junk food at bedtime. 4:45 At Lacey’s suggestion, made one familiar food that Charlie likes (pancakes) and two foods he won’t eat (bacon and…

Bravery is a Womanly Virtue

I dreamed this week that I was giving birth. This was shocking to me as I didn’t know I was pregnant. Surprise! I was in a hospital operating room, but no one was attending me. I was alternately pacing the floor and lying curled up on a table in the center of the room. Occasionally someone would step in and…

It’s the Most Wonderful Time of the Year

Structure has returned to my life, which means that I am blissfully suspended in a state of satisfaction. I’m like the mosquito happily sinking in the tree sap which is carmelizing into amber. Me and the school year are reunited and it feels so good. I don’t care if I’m stuck in the sap. If this is wrong, I don’t…

Not for the Faint-Hearted

I’m reading a book series where the characters sometimes swoon, generally from the loss of blood due to an 18th century battle injury via musket ball or broadsword. It’s very swashbuckling. Do people faint in real life, or only in books? My sister Kate passed out in front of an elevator after giving blood once. She woke up sitting on…

Common Things

“The art of being happy lies in the power of extracting happiness from common things.” So said Henry Ward Beecher in 19th-century New England. My children have schooled me in embracing common things. Like yesterday. I was thoroughly pleased when Dutch retrieved my iPhone charging cable that Jack had crammed through the vent louvres, directly into the furnace. Dutch extracted…

Kids = Hilarious

Eldest son spoke in church today, making me feel quite old. I’m not sure how my little firstborn babe is now big enough to give talks to the congregation at church. He did a good job, speaking about being kind to people, which makes my heart sing as he chose the topic. Bless you, darling Eldest Son. Talks at our…

It’s a Hard-Knock Life

Yesterday Dutch fixed, for the second time in a week, the pantry door that was hanging sadly from a single hinge after one of Jack’s angry throwing-of-the-door moments. The hubs lamented that our house isn’t composed entirely of a) steel doors with b) lots of locks and c) cement floors, as well as d) no carpeting anywhere. Any. Where. Someone…

Accepting the Disability 2.0

Since I last posted, I have been thinking a great deal about acceptance. I’ve been wondering if I have fully accepted Charlie’s diagnoses in the year since it all hit the fan and everything became twice as hard. It’s been such a struggle to cope with an entirely different set of behavior issues from Jack’s. My patience feels like it…