I am at Theta Mom

Today I am guest posting at Theta Mom.

Yes, you read that right, I. Am. At. Theta Mom.  If you don’t know her, you should head over now.  She is an amazing woman, mama, entrepreneur, and blogger.  And I am so proud to be a part of the Theta Mom Community.

Theta Mom was one of the first bloggers I met when I started this blog a year and a half ago.  She was very supportive and gave me tons of advice on blogging, time management, and dealing with not so nice women we meet in this blogosphere…and she still does!

Thanks for the opportunity Theta Mom!   

Even more good news, I won a huge blog makeover from SITS and Studio Bold.  So stay tuned for a massive overhaul and reveal!

Now everyone head over to Theta Mom and read what I have to say about being a work at home special needs mom.

And stay tuned for my next post on where we went yesterday.  Hint:  it was a Zumba class for kids with Autism.  Discuss amongst yourselves and then I’ll tell you what it really was like.  Yeah, it’s that good.

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One Size Fits All?

Did anyone say, “Distract him!” to you when your baby or toddler was crying? 

I heard that one.  A lot.

I did as they recommended and sang.  I took their advice and I built a tower and knocked it down.  I listened when they suggested I sing and dance and act like a clown to get my son to stop crying, screaming, and tantrumming.  It didn’t work.

Now that I have a neurotypical child I realize for a lot of kids distraction does work.  If Xavi is crying or being a brat I can usually distract him with a song or a flashy toy.  I can feign excitement over the littlest thing and get him to relax.

That wasn’t the case with Jaylen.  He couldn’t be distracted.  In fact, he still can’t be distracted.  He has laser focus on what he wants, when he wants.

I’ve talked before about people not passing judgment or acting as if every one’s situation is the same.  Being a special needs mom has completely opened my eyes to the reality that each child is different.  What works for one probably won’t may not work for another. When I was a teacher, not a parent yet, I didn’t understand or grasp this concept.

My advice for new parents, listen to others suggestions, but remember that you know your child better than anyone else.  If you try something, even something widely used and accepted, and it doesn’t work, then move on. To each his own.

This is my favorite picture ever of Jaylen, “Wait…What?!”

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Meeting the Eye

In November of 2009 I started Mommy To Two Boys.  I met a brilliant Irish mom of a child on the Autism Spectrum who began her blog 2 weeks earlier (also known as a fortnight in Ireland).  We soon found we had a lot in common and became very good friends.  We shared stories, frustrations, and celebrations, and she helped me do anything that related to technology.

Jen came state side this week, and a large ice and snow storm came on the very day we were set to meet.  I wrestled with what to do all day.  Would the trains to NYC be cancelled or extremely delayed? Would I get stuck in New York and have to sleep on a cot in her hotel room?  Would I be able to drive home from the train station if I did make it home?  Would I really want to walk through New York with sleet and freezing rain coming down?

When I asked my husband for advice he said, “Well…I don’t usually set blind dates with women from other countries who I meet on the Internet.” Jerk.  But really, he was supportive, helping me dig my car out very quickly when I decided to hop on a train 30 minutes earlier than planned just in case.

I DID meet Jen and her “mum” in Times Square, New York because the weather cooperated, which I took as a sign.  We ate dinner together and then had coffee and tea at Starbucks.  It was surreal.  Someone I thought I would probably never meet was sitting across from me.  We both agreed that there were no surprises, we met exactly who we thought we would meet.  Which says a lot about our online personas; they match who we truly are.

As I rode home I felt sad, and still feel sad now while writing this.  We barely touched the surface.  There was so much I wanted to ask and discuss and we had only 3 hours.

I can’t wait till Jen comes state side again.

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PS: For Blog Gems fans (a blog hop Jen hosts) her mum actually used the word “fortnight” in conversation.  I busted out laughing right in the poor woman’s face.