I Know I Can't Always Protect Him

As a teacher, as a mother, and as a former child, I understand that kids can be cruel, but it kills me when my child comes home from school and tells me that someone called him stupid.  Yes, to a kindergartener the word "stupid" is exciting and is the new buzz word.  I taught kindergarten - I get that.  With all that said, the look on my son's face today as he was telling me how one of his classmates called him stupid just enraged me.  I was pissed and hurt for my child.  He already has to deal with a three year old brother that calls him stupid and dumb and points out all the things that he can do better and faster than my older son.  That I can handle.  That I can kind of shield him from.  I can't shield him from the mean things kids will say at school.  And it wasn't like it was even related to school work of any kind.  My son was being silly and the other kid called him stupid.  It happens every day in every school, but this is MY kid.  We have been working hard to help him know what to say to kids that say things to him that are mean.  We have been coaching him to walk away, let things roll off, and to realize that no, you are not any of those vile words that kids will call you.  As his mother, I am still working on letting it roll off.  Kids will be kids. They will say hurtful, mean, cruel things to each other.  I can't change it.  Hell, I know a lot of women who do the same thing.  I cannot protect him from the world.  I cannot put him in the bubble that I so desperately want to put him in.  All I can do is coach him how to let things roll off, to walk away, and to know that he is so far above those vile, ugly words.  Dear Lord, this mommy stuff is hard!

Holy Numbers, Batman!

My son has always had an affinity for numbers.  I remember when he first counted out 10 objects when he was barely a toddler.  Being speech delayed he didn't have the language to give the names of the numbers, but the methodical nature to how he counted was such a strong indicator that he understood the concept of numbers.  Throughout the last three years, my son has made comments on numbers, dates, and patterns.  I always thought his observations were just random flukes or something that he heard the teacher mention.  It has only been the last few months that I have really paid attention and started documenting some of these occurrences.  For example, my son likes to tell me which day of the week certain dates will fall.  Just a few weeks ago he said, "Mom, I'm going to be 6 1/2 on Feb. 25th."  I told him he was right.  I then randomly asked him if he knew which day of the week that date fell on.  Keep in mind that this was on the way to school and I was avoiding the litany of questions about anything and everything that often consumes our 2 minute commute.  He piped up after a short pause and said sternly, "It's a Friday."  I remember being shocked as I figured it out for myself.  I then asked him when daddy's birthday falls during the week.  His birthday is March 7th.  Again, after a short pause he got it right.  After drilling him with more dates he began to slip, but the initial few he got correct.  I'm not sure what any of this means other than there are so many amazing gifts that our children teach us each and every day - how to be kinder, more compassionate, more patient, etc.  I never thought that my six year old could teach me math.  I asked him how he knew the answers and he replied, "I just do, Mom.  I can see it."  As a teacher, I have been trained to teach to many different learning styles.  At the early childhood level I strived to really solidify this process by providing many different learning experiences for my students.  I am in awe of my son.  His mind is a wonder and I feel so humbled by how he processes the every day and how he conceptualizes the abstract.

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I spoke too soon

Well, the sleep issues are back.  They are not as intense as before, but have certainly not subsided.  It's all a process, right?

I told my six year old that his dad and I are going to go see The King's Speech some time soon.  He asked what it is about and I told him it is about a king that had to go to speech therapy.  He said, "You mean just like me?  Did he go see Miss Nicole too?"  I told him that all people have things that they do really well and things they struggle with - even kings.  The smile on his face was amazing, inspirational, and validated that the awareness that I am trying to bring to my community about sensory issues and all the other struggles that go along with it is SO worth it!

There is a reason why my son was given to me.  After all the countless teary nights and frustrating days of wondering how I was going to provide the best therapies and solutions for my son to feel successful, I know this is the reason.  My son is thriving.  Although support was lacking when I was initially going through this process, I want to be there to provide support, resources and information to others.  I sound like such a martyr, but it's true.

Ahhhhh, sleep, how I have missed you!

For the last couple of weeks we have had some stress in the house due to a recent family loss.  This has caused both of my children to react in very different ways.  My three year old asks a lot of questions and is concerned when we are sad.  My six year old has been asking his own questions - very pragmatic ones - and has been having difficulty regulating.  I first noticed a shift in his auditory processing.  Directions were not being followed.  I was having to shorten directions from 3 steps to 1 step.  The pinnacle of the stress was the decrease in proprioceptive regulation.  He was flapping more, wiggling, and just not aware of his place in space.  Whenever this happens I know that sleep issues are around the corner.  Sure enough, the last 4 nights my son has woken up multiple times throughout the night, has had difficulty falling asleep, or is ready to start his day at 3 am.  Finally, I put him on the floor in his sleeping bag with three quilts on top of him hoping that the input he received from the hard floor and the weight of the blankets would help his system regulate.  I am pleased to announce that for the first time in two weeks, my son slept through the night and woke up at a decent hour.
I'm sure my local Starbucks' revenue will take a dip, but at least now we are on the road to feeling functional!

Seminar

Sensory Seminar tomorrow night – February 10^th

The excitement is building! This is the first-ever opportunity to learn about different ways to help a sensory child – all in one room. Get your questions answered!

Come and ask these experts questions about:

auditory processing, therapeutic riding, speech, insurance coverage, ways to help your child learn (reading, writing, spelling, math), interactive metronome, therapeutic listening programs, chiropractic, DIR/floortime, vision therapy, yoga, sensory gyms, occupational therapy, counseling, sibling support, allergy/intolerance testing, naturopathic care, neurotransmitter testing, therapeutic riding (horseback riding), how to heal your child’s gut, immune systems, craniosacral care, and so much more!

Same time, same place:

Where:  Hotel 50 (50 SW Morrison, Portland – by the waterfront), 2^nd Floor

When:  7-9 pm

So Exciting!!!!

We had our first Sensory Mamas meeting last night and it was so inspiring, powerful, validating, and supportive.  We were lucky to have a wonderful OT speak to us about sensory issues and then go around the room and speak to how sensory issues have affected our children.  There were so many "ah ha" moments, information sharing, and general nods of recognition.  I left feeling empowered and SO EXCITED about our next meeting.

If you or someone you know has a child with sensory issues and is interested in joining our group please have them contact me at scheckyjo@comcast.net.