Oliver: "Mom, we are not like regular families." Me: "What do you mean? What makes you say that?" Oliver: "Other families, I see that their kids go to 'normal' school and Aiden and I don't." Me: "So you think we are not like regular families because we homeschool you guys?" Oliver: "Well, not just that.... Continue Reading →
It has been a while since my last post. Over the last few months, I just haven't had the "energy" to write nor enough desire to even want to. I felt like I was putting too much pressure on myself to meet my own deadlines. I thought, maybe instead of posting twice a week, I... Continue Reading →
One my biggest challenge as a parent is disciplining. I wholeheartedly believe that discipline is an important responsibility bestowed upon us who have been gifted the role of parenthood. Our ability to effectively discipline a our children in order to instill values that will serve them well in their adulthood is very critical. But just... Continue Reading →
When it comes to parenting Autism, I often like to reference the cup-full-cup-empty analogy. Aiden's meltdowns aren't an "attack" to me. Whenever it happens and how often it happens isn't because I am not a good parent. Meltdowns happen because his sensory cup is full. And like a cup filled to the top, it won't... Continue Reading →
Most of 2020, Aiden stayed in his underwear in the house. He would be very quick to get completely and appropriately dressed at the hint of going outside. But as soon as he comes home and barely a few steps from the door, he starts leaving a trail of clothes. Shoes, socks, shirts, shorts/pants. Thank... Continue Reading →
Don’t minimize me.Don’t minimize my grief.Don’t minimize my loss.Do not underestimate my pain.Do not belittle my cause.Don’t minimize me.You don’t go through what I do.You don’t cry my tears or live my fears.Unless these feet becomes yours to walk,Don’t minimize my efforts.I do not doubt your pain.I cannot imagine your burden.But my goodness, you have... Continue Reading →
What is your best birthday memory growing up? What do you remember most on your birthdays? Mine would have to be my birthday cakes. When I was growing up, there were times when we hardly had anything and then there were times when we had almost everything. Across all those varying times and family financial... Continue Reading →
Last year, I posted "Can You Say No to an Autistic Child" where I talked about the challenges with being able to say "No" to our first-born Aiden who is on the Autism Spectrum. I also included strategies that helped us avoid triggering meltdowns whenever we had to say "No". The most important take-away from... Continue Reading →
I didn't grow up with my parents beside me all the time. My Mom and (step)Dad lived in Japan. My Papa (bio dad) lived in the North end of the province and we didn't maintain regular communication until I became a teenager. My mom called regularly and asked how things were, how school was, etc.... Continue Reading →
I remember when we first had Aiden, I constantly felt the need to protect him from every little danger. I often times struggled to feel at ease. I was always afraid that he would get hurt. When he was sound asleep, even in my arms, I would check if he was still breathing. I think... Continue Reading →
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