Guilty Momscience

I wonder what the statistics are on how many autistic kids never had a 3rd birthday party.

got Ricemilk?

We are on week 1 of the non-dairy diet. There's nothing like an experiment without a control group. Is his sleep getting better, or am I just wishful thinking?

I am shocked to see how many ways dairy products can sneak their way into a person's life. Luckily, the transition from M&Ms to Gummy Bears has gone smoothly.

A world apart

When I first felt ready to open a book on autism, I combed through the medical and child-rearing sections at the local bookseller. I found 2 books.

How could that be?

Weeks later, when I was wandering around looking for horse books, I stumbled upon a crowded end shelf: "Special Needs". It was shoved somewhere in between school workbooks and dog training.

I got up on my tiptoes, so as to see across the abyss to the books on cancer and pregnancy and terrible twos.

So that's how it is.


I did buy Jenny McCarthy's book Louder than Words. Good stuff. bring kleenex.

A horse, of course

my stubborn Dilly

I've been working with Dylan since the spring, and I have to say I just love this guy. Life is good.

The other day, I took a break from chores to walk over and give him a good morning scratch. He greeted me, mouthed around my hand, and proceeded to take a good bite.

ouch.

I went back to work, trying to massage that finger out. It had already been practically broken that morning by Elijah, who was trying to pull my finger toward some cookies on a shelf. What was Dylan playing at? He knew my finger wasn't a goody- his sense of smell is great. I looked over at him, standing in front of the gate that goes out to the fields.

standing in front of the gate that goes out to the fields . . .

!

the messages are loud and clear. we just need to be open to receiving them.

The Great Link

As soon as Elijah crossed over the dunes and saw the ocean for the first time, he ran to the water's edge and raised his arms up over his head. It's me, Elijah. I'm home.

Some things are bigger than our understanding, but can still fill us up with love.

Locutus

photo courtesy of EGI.com

We sailed through about 36 minutes of the dense array EEG at the neurologist yesterday. Not bad, considering 21 is minimum and 41 is ideal. The baby may look like it's been assimilated, but this dense array method beats the previous one (which involved scraping the outer layer of skin off the head). Ahh, technology. We just slipped on the net and sat and watched the IMAX Greatest Places dvd... until the strobe light segment of the test. That's when EJ decided it was time to go.