The Changes Keep Coming

It’s almost ironic that the one person in our family who is the most resistant to change (Cordy) is the one who has to endure so much change.

After nearly settling into her routine at her new preschool, we’re changing her again. She will still be in the same room, and still have the same teacher, but she will be moved to the morning class.

We’re not just doing this for the fun of it. In fact, I’d rather not do it, because she’s now well liked by her classmates, and it’s likely she notices them as more than just the background, too. But there’s one big problem hanging over the situation: she’s exhausted by the afternoon. Cordy wakes up around 5:00AM every morning, no matter how we try to adjust her schedule. Putting her to bed earlier or later doesn’t change the time she’s up for the day.

Taking her to class each day, I have to struggle to drive while also playing 20 questions to keep Cordy awake. It works about half the time. Either way, she has trouble giving her full focus to school because she’s so tired. They have lunch first in class, which is actually Cordy’s second lunch, since she has breakfast at 6:00AM and wants lunch by 11:00AM. Being tired also increases the chances of a major meltdown substantially.

Two weeks ago, her teacher mentioned that a boy was leaving the morning class, and maybe we should consider moving Cordy into that space. I completely agreed.

So next week, Cordy’s routine will change again, and she will face an entirely new set of classmates. I hope these new kids will be as accepting of her as her current class is. A couple of the kids in her current class really like Cordy, and go out of their way to cheer her up when she’s crying. Will she miss them? Will there be kids like that in her new class?

And then, yesterday a note came home in Cordy’s backpack from the school’s physical therapist. She said that she has been watching Cordy, and thinks she needs an official gross motor skills evaluation based on what she’s seen. She noticed Cordy has difficulty with awareness of where her body is in space, and she seems to have poor motor planning. A form was enclosed, asking for my signature to authorize an evaluation.

I’m not sure how I feel about this. Sure, she’s clumsy. OK, she falls down a lot, often because her feet can’t keep up with her. And she runs into things a lot because she’s not paying attention. I guess I didn’t see that problem. I’m a little down about this – you don’t want anything to be wrong with your child, but then once there is something wrong, you don’t want to find out there might be more wrong.

I read Amalah’s post about Noah’s evaluation today, and had tears in my eyes, completely understanding how she feels. Especially when she wrote this:

He toe-walked the entire time…something we thought he’d more or less outgrown…and at one point he wobbled and fell over while standing completely still. His speech therapist said she’s seen him do that before. I bit my lip and tried not to cry, because my God, I never noticed.

I’ve preached and clucked that sometimes, the single best thing you can do for your child is admit that something is wrong. Today I had to put their checklist where my mouth is, and I didn’t like it.

I felt much the same yesterday when I got that note. I never noticed Cordy’s physical problems because I was so focused on her behavior issues. I waved off past evaluators when they asked about motor skills, saying as far as I knew she was a typical kid in that regard. Now I must look more closely and admit that maybe something is wrong.

If the physical therapist finds a significant delay, we’ll add gross motor skills to her IEP and she’ll begin physical therapy along with her occupational and speech therapies. More changes for all of us.

It can be so overwhelming sometimes, and it doesn’t help that this past week has been a bad one for Cordy. Lots of acting out, lots of meltdowns, lots of repetitive behaviors and zoning out. It’s been maddening, and while I love her with all my heart, I confess that sometimes I don’t like her very much.

I hate admitting that, but it’s true. I love her quirks, her humor, her amazing view of the world, but I tire of the negative side that comes with it. Sometimes I want to scream, “Why can’t you act like other kids? Why can’t you just be…normal?” (But I don’t, of course. And the word “normal” has been banned in our house.)

Does that make me a bad parent? I certainly hope not. Because few little girls could have parents so devoted to making sure she gets what she needs.



She’s Been Waiting For This

Ever since Mira was a few weeks old, she’s been obsessed with watching everyone else eat. We laugh at mealtimes, watching her stare longingly at our plates and making chewing motions right with us. My mom took the girls out to eat on Friday, and told me Mira fixed her gaze on the plates of food like she was going to swipe a piece of chicken when no one was looking.

I knew she was ready for food. The chewing motions, the constant hunger, the fact that she lunged for my sandwich. So we tried some oatmeal on Friday evening. Somewhere in that first meal, she gazed at me with a certain look, as if to say, “Thank you, it’s about damn time.”

Is that bowl for me? If so, put down the camera and feed me, Seymour!
Can you shovel that gruel in a little faster, please?
Oatmeal…check. Now when can we move on to pizza and chicken fries?

After I took that last picture, she cried when she realized it was all gone. This kid takes food seriously. There was no struggle learning to swallow solids properly, no trouble with tongue thrust, no confusion about opening her mouth when the spoon came near. Perfect form, with nary a drop wasted.

This kid is going to be a foodie.

And speaking of food, want to see how I’m sneaking veggies into our meals and how you can too? Check out my review of Deceptively Delicious at Mommy’s Must Haves – there’s a link to some of the recipes, too!



What Autism Can Look Like

Before Cordy’s diagnosis of an autism spectrum disorder, I knew it might be a possibility. I had read blogs written by women with autistic children, I had devoured all of WebMD’s behavioral disorders topics. I looked at lists of symptoms and signs and red flag markers and yellow flag markers and warning signs. In the end, I would look at Cordy, scrutinizing each action and wondering if it matched one of those signs, or if I was reading too much into it.

(As a side note, there are huge debates on the topic of self-diagnosis thanks to sites like WebMD, and I could go on and on about the pros and cons of it. But that’s for another time.)

Since Cordy is my first-born, I had no other experience raising a child. I wasn’t really sure what was normal and what was not. The line is such a fine line when it comes to some behavioral issues that you can drive yourself mad trying to decide if it’s atypical or not. And without a visual example of some signs, I can’t be sure what to look for. Arm flapping I can visualize, but what about “restricted patterns of interest”? Maybe she just happens to like a certain toy? Or maybe it’s something else.

I stumbled across something today that I wish was around earlier this year when I was going through my internal turmoil of suspecting something was wrong with Cordy. The website Autism Speaks released its ASD Video Glossary this week. This is a site filled with over 100 video clips of kids who are neurotypical and kids who are on the spectrum, showing you some of the many subtle differences between kids who are showing typical development and those who appear delayed.

While watching some of the videos, I admit I was stunned by what I saw. In one, a child is given a plate, a cup, a spoon, a bottle and a stuffed Big Bird. The child pretends to feed Big Bird a bottle and holds the spoon to feed Big Bird, then pretends to feed himself. The child in the next video, though, is in the same situation, but chooses to examine the plate and bottle closely, banging them on the table and turning them over, completely uninterested in pretend play.

Cordy would have done the same as the second child – I had thought her to simply be a curious child at first. My little engineer, wanting to see how the world works. She wouldn’t have offered me a bite of imaginary food, and poor Big Bird would starve before she’d help him out.

The video glossary is by no means a complete guide to behaviors exhibited by a child on the spectrum. But it is a good start, and provides a decent cross-section of children at all functional levels, and at various ages. Watching the videos makes me glad that I trusted my gut instinct to have Cordy evaluated. She’s high-functioning, but the need for some therapy is still there. And seeing a couple of the video clips, showing a child before and after therapy, I think Cordy has a great chance of overcoming any obstacles in her way.

You do have to register to use the video glossary, but it’s completely free. If you worry your child isn’t developmentally typical, or just want to learn more, this is a very cool resource to check out.

(PS – This may read like an advertisement, but I can assure you no one contacted me to write about it. My step-father called to tell me about an article he saw featuring the site, and after watching several video clips I was so impressed I had to write about it.)



Visiting the Doctor

The visit started out with a major meltdown – head banging into the door, kicking, thrashing, screaming. Cordy has never liked the doctor’s office. But today was her 3 year check-up, and Mira’s 4 month check-up, so she was going to be examined whether she liked it or not. We had rehearsed going to the doctor’s at home, complete with using my stethoscope to show her what the doctor would do, but it still didn’t stop the meltdown.

Our doctor reviewed Cordy’s evaluation from the school district, and we discussed the medical issues that go along with it. Like her lack of sleep. The poor kid doesn’t nap, and wakes 3-4 times a night, often staying up for a half hour or more before settling back to sleep. On a good night, she gets 9 hours of sleep; on a bad night, maybe 7 hours or less. Cordy is clearly exhausted most days. The doc said that sleep issues are common with kids on the autism spectrum. We’re going to look into natural methods of helping her sleep before even considering the idea of medications. She recommended a meeting with a psychologist to help address home issues that aren’t covered by her therapy at school.

As for her food allergies and eczema, she was referred on to an allergist. The doctor asked if I wanted to have her tested for high levels of lead, but I told her it wasn’t necessary. We live in a new house, we routinely check toys against recall lists (damn you, Chinese toys!), and Cordy never puts anything other than food in her mouth.

Cordy took a long time to calm down. Eventually she was calm enough to sit quietly while the doctor and I talked about her development. The doctor was smart to give Cordy time to warm up to her. Once we got to the physical exam, Cordy only squirmed and gave short protests when being touched – far better than the scream fests of previous doctor visits. It also helped that my mom came with us – Cordy is very attached to her grandma right now, and clinging to grandma seemed to calm her.

The child is still holding her status as an Amazon, although she’s slipping a little. 40 inches, 40 pounds, 90th percentile for both. That’s my girl.

Mira, though, seems to be challenging Cordy for Amazon warrior status. I know siblings can be competitive, but I wasn’t expecting them to compete in growth. Today’s results for Mira – 90th percentile for head circumference and weight, and well off the charts for length. The kid is 4 months old and almost 27″ long. Wow.

We also discussed Mira’s lack of sleep, too. Why couldn’t one of my kids inherit my appreciation for sleep? I feel like I’m at Gitmo undergoing sleep deprivation torture. Cordy’s awake by 5am, Mira is up between 3-4am … I never sleep.

What else has Mira accomplished lately? Well, there’s this:


Within the past two weeks she decided it was time to roll over to her belly and hold up her head.

And then there’s this:

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Not sure what you’re seeing? Let me clarify this picture (again, click for more detail):


Yeah, that first tooth she got last week was followed by tooth #2 breaking through last night. Her favorite trick? Biting down on my nipple, then pulling off while still clamped down, sharp teeth dragging along the underside. (All the women reading this just reacted like a man when told a friend had been kicked in the balls, didn’t they?)

They’re both growing well, and they’re both healthy, which is all I could ask for. Well, some more sleep might be nice, too.



Haiku Fridays: Another One Rides The Bus

It’s that time again!

Haiku Friday
Home from school each day,
Another one rides the bus.
Such a big girl now.


OK, it isn’t as bad as the Weird Al song, but Cordy is now taking the bus home from preschool each day. I still take her to school, but having her take the bus one way gives me a lot more time in my day.

I was extremely nervous about it at first, but the bus only has kids from her class, and there is an aide on the bus along with the driver. Now if only she’d get over her excitement and take a nap on the ride home…

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