Month: February 2013

A Mouse In My House

A Mouse In My House

Of course this had to happen now. Babyboy’s newly diagnosed with autism and we’re absorbing that, sorting out how to work in more intensive behavioral therapy, including setting up Applied Behavioral Analysis, with a new therapist, aiming at 10 hours per week(!) additional therapy time to […]

Managing The Mall

Managing The Mall

How cliche is this: Our kids are growing so fast. But really, they are growing so fast. Babyboy is busting through his sneakers. Literally. There are holes in the seams at the toes because his feet are pushing through them. But I have made the […]

So Our Son is Autistic…. And It’s Going to Be OK.

So Our Son is Autistic…. And It’s Going to Be OK.

This was yesterday. My husband and I sat in the sun-soaked but sterile exam room on the 10th floor of the eminent children’s hospital in the big city, with a very nice developmental pediatrician and a lovely child psychologist, and heard the words: “Through our testing […]