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Kristen is a home­maker, home­schooler, and a home­keeper. Her experience includes nineteen years of practice, raising three kids, a husband, and a dog. Writing about her life helps her stay sane. She believes that sharing stories helps others by providing opportunities to share advice (and helpful hints) about homeschooling, and raising kids on the autism spectrum, while supporting marriages and families that are striving to thrive.

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We're All a Little Mad Here

present moments

 

 

I am so guilty of trying to worry over everything that I forget to enjoy the here and now!  I remember being in my early twenties wishing my life away. I wished I could find that special someone. I wished I could be done with school. I wished I had a cool job (and a cool car). When all of that was accomplished, of course, I wished I had the perfect engagement ring, and the perfect wedding. Then I was wishing for pregnancies, nursery furniture, and a new house. I mean, honestly, I was a hot mess with all that wishing going on.  

I bet if you ask any older (experienced) parent what is one thing they would do differently knowing what they knew now, it would be to worry less. Time flies, so enjoy the here and now. There will always be laundry to do, floors to mop, and shelves to dust. Chores are perpetual, aren’t they? Enjoy your present moments with your family. Enjoy the stages your kids are in, because one day they will be teenagers (if they aren’t already), and they will be embarrassed to cuddle with you in public, and they won't want to do anything you suggest. Or, they will be in college, or married, or living in another country, so relish your current stage and your current family season. It’s easy to give such advice, I know, and harder to follow such advice, I also know. I have a hard time with this myself, even now. I’m a clean floor girl, and we have a Labrador. Imagine how often I feel the need to vacuum. The hair never ends. Ever. Little poofs of awesome Lab hair are constantly being poofed into the air at our house.

 

 

So, along the lines of enjoying the present moment, I wanted to speak to the importance of enjoying your spouse (significant other) right here, right now. Too often, we are so busy wishing for the next stage of life, that we forget to focus on the stage we are in, and we forget to focus on the one we are in this life stage with. Remember that you were a girl or boy friend before you were a parent. Your time and attention was on your spouse long before you ever had a baby. I’ve seen so many couples forget this. It is heartbreaking to see married friends separate, and/or get divorced. I pray and love on the hurting separated friends, for sure, but it is still heartbreaking, and it is still a very hard struggle for those going through tough marital moments.

In no way am I implying that staying together is as easy as just paying attention to your spouse, but often it is a good place to start if things seem to be falling apart. It can be a hard pill to swallow, but your spouse certainly deserves time and attention, in addition to your children. I know when I was a mother for the first time, I was livid with anger when (quite honestly) my husband mentioned his needs weren’t being met. Believe me, I was on the warpath instantly!  It is not easy to take care of a baby for the first time, nurse/feed them, figure out how to soothe them and heal from the delivery, and get some rest… and care for the needs of a husband… all at once. We had some very honest talks (sometimes very heated as well) those first few weeks. We both needed to show grace toward one another, and we both needed to give one another time and attention. We found we had to communicate everything, in plain English, and without shouting, very, very frequently.  

 

 

Let me tell you- those talks have never stopped.  Each stage of family and parenting life has brought different demands on our time and attention, and unfortunately, it seems like our marriage relationship is the very thing that takes the greatest hit. Kids are demanding on a good day, and they do need more from us than our spouses do in terms of safety, nurturing, and development.  I challenge you (and myself) though, to think of what your spouse needs, and don’t be ashamed to put them first.  

Obviously, I’m not saying to neglect your children, I'm merely suggesting that putting time aside- non-negotiable time- for your spouse will do wonders for your marriage relationship. It’s tough to not let the drama of child rearing interrupt that time, and emergencies do happen, but it is so worth it to remember your grown up loved one, every day, non-negotiated, to remind them they are important to you, too. 

I could not do this family without Mark. It has not always been super happy, and certainly it has never been without conflict, but we are a team. For better or worse, in sickness and in health, we have promised each other to stay committed and to choose love and forgiveness. We constantly remind each other that we are important, and we need our time. Date nights are great, but everyday moments are just as powerful.

There will be ups and downs, and good days, and bad days, but enjoy those days.  Enjoy all the days and moments that are right now. Right now will never happen again. Marriage moments need to be an important part of your family raising so that you can weather tough times, and be so thankful for the gift of the present times.

Keep calm. Enjoy your family. Parent on!

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Parenting with Chronic Ilness

 

I think it's time to talk about this subject. I have many sweet friends who are dealing not only with toddlers, children, activities, and diapers, but also with illness and pain. Probably many people you know are coping with a hidden illness. Hidden illnesses or conditions are the diagnoses you can't see. A lot of people truly just don't like to sound like they are complaining, so they don't talk about their illness at all. Some people downplay their suffering, because, unfortunately, other people tend to doubt symptoms they can't see. Given that I am raising children with sometimes invisible symptoms, I have a soft heart for those that are undertaking parenting while dealing with a chronic illness.

Everyone gets sick sometimes, and if you are the mom who is sick, you know it is next to impossible to take the day off. I had the flu (Flu Season? Still?) the month of March (like the whole month), and I wrote about having backup plans for everyone to have on standby so others could step in and help, if it came down to it. Don't take for granted that your spouse automatically knows what to do, just because you live together; mine didn't and we've been together over twenty years! Bless him, he was like, “What?! You do that?! How often?! When!?” Talk about a comedy of errors. We are still married, by the way, and we’re always better for those tough moments, but lesson learned: write down the medication schedule, if nothing else.

So, I have friends that are struggling with different ailments such as:  lupus, multiple sclerosis, migraines, scleroderma, depression, fibromyalgia. The list can go on, and on. These aren't illnesses that you always see. These people usually suffer in silence. I found out just recently that one of my friends had been dealing with multiple sclerosis for a few years only because I saw her out, limping with a cane one day. Even still, she was saying things like, “It's no big deal, it only happens sometimes.” Later in the year someone was complaining about how forgetful said friend was, and how she was always sick. As gently as I could, I remarked, “Well, yeah.  You know she has multiple sclerosis, right?” So? What's that? As if that is any excuse.

Oh my. 

Friends, we are better humans when we are building one another up, rather than tearing each other down. First off, don't be so quick to judge something (such as who are different than ourselves. When we (humans) seek to understand each other, instead of complaining about one another, the world is simply a better place. Invisible diseases (or conditions) hurt. Usually, they hurt a lot. Migraines are debilitating. MS causes numbness and paralysis. Scleroderma makes the skin ache. Depression, anxiety, and all the obsessive compulsive disorders are extremely hard to deal with, and to live with. Just trying to get everyone in the family up, fed, dressed and presentable is hard when you're feeling good. Imagine having to accomplish all that while having a pounding headache, or when you can't feel your legs, or when your skin feels like sandpaper if someone brushes up against you. 

So, when you see your forgetful, sick friend out and about, at Target or the grocery store, tell her she looks beautiful and be kind. Tell her it's great to see her up and out. You never know what it took for her to get out of the house. 

Everyone is dealing with something.

When the fibromyalgia diagnosis first started showing up across the country, I was a young, know-it-all-hot-shot nurse. I would roll my eyes and mutter under my breath, “drug seeker” whenever I was assigned a fibro patient. Don't misunderstand- I loved nursing, and my patients and I treated everyone with respect, compassion, and dignity. But you can't see fibromyalgia, and pain is subjective. I couldn't really wrap my brain around it, and back then, the medical community didn't have a lot of information or research to effectively treat fibromyalgia. Pain medicine was the treatment of choice. When you spend a year as a nurse on a med-surg floor, inevitably you have a lot of drug-seeking patients, and when you are new and young and you know everything, judgement happens.

 

we all have our dog days:)

Fast forward fifteen or so years… One day I wake up not feeling great, again, and I start thinking about it, and I'm wondering why am I having so many headaches?  What is this constant pain on my breast bone? Why are my hips burning, and achy, and what is up with the leg pain? One symptom blends into another, time goes by, then I started having trouble sleeping, even though I was always tired. I was really tired, and always achy, and constantly getting sick.  So, when, one day, at five o'clock in the afternoon as I was starting to put the kids to bed, so I could just go lie down and rest, I stopped myself. I started to do some research, and decided to see some new physicians. Guess what? Welcome to the club. It's fibromyalgia. And it hurts. For real.

It's funny how things work out sometimes.

Our circumstances can define us if we let them. I don't really accept that, though, for me or my family. Yes, of course, some things do change, have changed, and will continue to change, but illness doesn’t define me- or the family. For us, we have had to rearrange some schedules, say no to some activities, and we need to remain flexible. We have slow days, for sure. Thank goodness we homeschool, so pajama days are blessings. Everyone pitches in to help out- not always willingly- but they do. Cleaning is a group activity. Cooking is what I like to call “collaborative."  Schwans, DiGiorno, and Green Giant are my friends. Sometimes, frozen food is where it's at. Everyone knows they can turn on the oven and bake a meal. The crockpot is good for easy meals, too. We definitely don't schedule things for early in the morning. Quiet time is absolutely a must. I’ve gotten a lot of great advice from friends, and I will always share that advice with others. The best advice I have though, is to be kind to yourself. Some days will be just fine, but when the days come that are painful, or exhausting, just remember that your body is different than it used to be, and it is ok to slow down and say no to extras. And pay attention to your nutrition. Frozen meals are better than McDonalds, and vegetables are important. Be aware. Be kind. Don’t judge. Keep calm. Parent on!

 

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Praise and Confidence

 

I grew up being a military kid.  This meant moves every three years, new schools, new friends, new houses.  I don't remember it being hard to make new friends and I certainly don't remember having a hard time in school with making friends, or joining a peer group, at least not in elementary school. Fast forward thirty or so years... we aren't in the military, but we certainly live in a transient area.  I have the kids involved in team sports, swim, music lessons, and yes, we homeschool, but my kids have plenty of times to socialize and make friends. 

So, why is it so hard?  Imagine my surprise when I tell my girls to go make friends at the pool, or outside, I get the clueless-blank-stare back at me? I don't want to be insensitive toward them, so I try to not feel exasperated, but isn't it, like, inherent in our DNA to know how to do this? Well, I can answer that on behalf of shy kids, and spectrum-y kids:  the answer is no. What surprises me, though, is the lack of social situation navigation awareness of all kids-across the board. What can I do, as a parent to help the situation? I don't think hovering over them, and rescuing them from all awkward situations is the answer, but this is something that's been on my brain a lot recently, and I've come up with a few answers (humbly, from my experience). Confidence. Praise. Self-esteem.

Self-esteem is a beautiful thing. Confidence, poise, and positivity are so important for our children to grasp, don't you think? I don't know any parent that wants their child to be anything less than self-confident, in fact. A positive sense of self is probably even one of the main predictors of success in life. 

I think that as parents we have a great responsibility for raising our kids. I'm not talking about just having kids, and living with kids, but it is imperative that we raise them. Kindness, courage, respect, compassion: these are the basic manners, characteristics, if you will, that seem to be both necessary, and lacking amongst our youth. Maybe we (parents) have produced some over-confident children by praising things based on performance, but forgetting to praise the stuff of the everyday, such as sharing, being inclusive, and helping others to clean, or do chores.

My experience growing up with just one brother was so different than the family of three children I'm raising today. We (my brother and I) didn't stay inside, we didn't have a computer, we walked to and from school (with same aged friends, not with parents), we rode bikes to the Jiffy Mart to get candy and comics. I wonder how much my kids are missing out on? I'm not talking from a play-outside-have-less-technology standpoint, though. I'm thinking about making and keeping friends, communication, manners, and being able to navigate social circles in a non-classroom environment.

 

 

My youngest is on the swim team in our neighborhood for the summer. I am actually very pleased with how this venue teaches sportsmanship, cheering on of team-mates, and self confidence. I think any team sport does that, actually, because my middle daughter had a similar, great experience with lacrosse  Within the context of participating with their teams, the kids all seem to be encouraging and kind. Here is what I notice, though:  once the kids are off the field, or away from the pool, “teamwork” stops. Some girls have secrets, some have smartphones  Some kids could and do play together, but a lot of kids sit alone  It's heartbreaking to watch school age children be so compartmentalized.  It's heartbreaking to watch a child be excluded.   And goodness, that goes for the swim (and/or team, dance, etc) parents, too!

It's easy to praise our kids' performances. It's an objective thing to watch a child score a goal or swim a good time and say, “great job!” I know, for me, I need to be more diligent praising the times they sit by someone who is sitting alone, and the times they are confident to join a group of kids if they are feeling alone.

 

 

Confidence. Confidence based not on performance, but confidence based on who they are. Positive praise that validates character traits like integrity and kindness and compassion go long way to encourage a child to be more confident to include and join others. I know we (parents) are raising our kids, our families in challenging times. I'm really thinking that technology, while great, is truly causing our kids to forget to interact with one another with language and face time (not Facetime, mind you). Face-to-face time. Also, this is vital to help kids, especially shy, socially-awkward kids, to join in already formed ‘cliques’. I'm discovering that teaching kindness is a little more straightforward than teaching confidence and friend building skills. My kids are currently reading devotions and character and confidence building stories at our house. I'm reading the same types of books, myself. Every little bit of wisdom helps, right?

 

 

So let us encourage one another and our kids with some positive praise!  Here is how that might look:

“Way to go!”

“I love it when you get along with your siblings!”

“Great job asking that kid to join in on your game!”

“Those girls look like they are having fun, how about asking if they have room for one more?”

“I love it when you find a way to include others in your playtime.”

“Thanks for helping your friend/brother/sister feel important today. It makes me so happy when you are kind to others”

 

 

Kids and parents, alike, love to feel validated and valued. Hugs, high-fives, and praise go a long, long way to help us make the world a better place. I think we can all agree that kindness and dialogue are more important than ever in these years of raising the future.

Rise up, and parent on!

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social parenting

 

Being a twenty-first century mama surely has its challenges. It seems like everything is orchestrated, scheduled, overseen, and then photographed and shared on various social media.  Of course, it all looks and sounds so perfect, right? Who can resist adorable smiles, laughing children who are swinging and climbing or playing board games and co-operating perfectly? I'm guilty, myself, of posting and sharing these perfect little moments; who doesn't love to share the sweet and precious?

You can become inundated with perfection in all areas of life, really, by just logging on to one of your social media accounts. Who hasn't been caught up in this promise of perfection? My computer is full of fun and practical ideas!  I can make fun snacks, accomplish an amazing craft, tackle a four-course dinner (all in a crock pot), and whip up an amazing dessert before five pm, according to Pinterest, and still have time to sculpt my body, exfoliate, and organize the pantry before bed. I should have a perfect body, white teeth, and a satisfied husband, not to mention impeccably dressed (and clean) children who have done their own chores, and eaten a nutritious meal all by nine AM the next morning. It's easy! It's attainable! The proof is in the pictures!

 

 

Wow, right? Amazing. I feel like an Avenger.  I can do it all, and look fabulous, and kick some awesome tail, and… And… And… Then the letdown.

It is so easy to feel like a failure these days. 

I guess it won't do to post pictures of the meltdowns, the tears, the tired, the I'm-done-sharing and the resulting boo-boo bunny being held over a scrape, a bite mark, a black eye (I actually searched my files and even I am guilty of deleting the fails)… let's not forget the pictures of the crockpot-failed meal, receipts for Pizza Hut (because of said failed meal), and the kitchen that is trashed because not only did the meal fail, but so did that organized pantry, and the snacks, and the nutrition plan. I won't mention to not post any pictures of the teeth, and, also will not mention that I was way too exhausted to do anything but sleep when I got in to the bed.

I have a love-hate relationship with social media. I love being able to share the pictures, and successes of life with my friends and family. I really believe it is easier to keep in touch with my people who are across the country, in another country, or even across the street, sometimes. I enjoy seeing the pictures of my friends’ kids and their successes, proms, graduations, and now (I'm old enough to see) weddings, and grandchildren (!). I love Pinterest, too, for the great recipes, crafts, and visual organization! I’m a sucker for visual organization. I love Facebook so I can really know about things my friends care about, I mean, how can you vote without Facebook (I'm kidding!)?

 

 

Sometimes, though, the social media universe can feel lonely.  For example, my oldest didn't go to prom, or to college. Social media reminded me of the stark reality that my kid didn't get to share in all of those typical milestones. It's ok, too, I understand that. It is still a loss, though, for me. I'm sure I'm not the only one who can be scrolling happily through the beautiful pictures of Instagram feeling a little sense of lonely-- be it because of a non-prom going child, or an adult that won't get to enjoy her mom’s birthday this year because of illness, or maybe there is someone who never had a relationship with their father, so there won't be any amazing-dad photos to post.  We are all going through something. At times, Instagram and Facebook can be downright painful. On top of all that, I can't cook. It just doesn't work for me. Not a lot of those Pinterest dinners really happen in my sphere of reality, and I'm certainly not going to post a picture of any of them (again- epic fails!), either.  If there is a picture of food on any of my social media, it's because it actually worked!

 

 

Seriously, though. We are not measured by our pretty pictures, and how well that scheduled play date went according to the social media. I think it's important to talk about, especially with young moms, and young families. Life is not perfect, and sometimes things just don't go right. It certainly doesn't look like a picture every day.  Beware of living by the standards set on social media, because it's impossible to be that perfect, that put together, and that smiling and happy all the time. You aren't a failure if one of your Pinterest ideas failed, or if the craft didn't turn out right. It's hard to get everyone to smile at the camera at the same time. It's not realistic to have gourmet meals every night. Remember that Instagram is a snapshot. Facebook is an opinion (all the opinions, all the time). Pinterest is just a suggestion, or a lot of suggestions.

So I've resolved to celebrate the days I get to shower, and throw a party on the days I get my kids showered and optimally nutritionized. I'm going to enjoy my spouse, and take pictures together even on the days when I don't feel beautiful. I will approach organization in a way that is realistic..for me! I might even try a few new recipes, but I'll keep my emergency stash of cash for pizza delivery for when the new recipe goes wrong. I'll look at reviews of things before I try them (especially on my teeth and anything with the word exfoliate in it). I'll be humble and I'll love on my friends and their perfect pictures, even as I remember that there was only ever one perfect person, and He walked on water. 

Keep calm, and parent on!

 

 

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Life Skills

If you were to have asked me in my twenties about life skills, I probably would have answered that they were just common sense. I would probably use words like obvious, instinctual, and innate. If I didn't know something, I could just figure it out. Besides cooking (I'm a terrible cook), I could totally live on my own at eighteen (I didn't, I know, not really, but I could have). Microwaves were invented, and I went to college. I had Domino's on speed dial (pre-cellphone era); I knew how to do laundry, study, and keep myself groomed. Life skills. Easy-peasy. 

Twenty(ish) years and three kids later, I realize that life skills are not obvious or innate for everybody. I didn't know what autism was, really, back in my twenties, back when I was first “adulting”.  I had never heard of sensory integration or executive functioning. While all kids, especially teens, and especially boys struggle to see the importance of clean clothes and toothpaste, for some kids it just doesn’t occur to them that they smell bad or have food in their teeth. Beyond that, unless they are reminded, they won't change clothes, deodorize, or brush their teeth. It's frustrating, to say the least, and heart breaking at times.  One day Tommy came home from high school with macaroni and cheese in his eyebrows.  A phone call to his case manager at school ensured it wouldn't happen again, but things like that happen all the time. He needs to be told to use a napkin, and to check the mirror before he leaves the restroom.

 

 

Tommy needs reminders for Every. Single. Thing. I'm not even exaggerating. He wakes up on his own, and goes on Wikipedia to get evidence to convince me the multiverse is reality on his own, but everything else needs prompting.  Did you shower? Did you use soap? Did you change your clothes? Did you brush your teeth? Did you remember the toothpaste?  It goes on and on and on. I'm even needing to smell him sometimes because the reply is often as automatic as the question.  Yes, yes, and yes.  I'm like, “Really? Come closer! No, you didn't!”  So, while most kids will realize eventually that it's important to be clean, Tommy just doesn't, and probably won't.   A lot of kids with autism don't and won't grow out of the stage of teenage unsanitariness. It just won't occur to them that it's necessary. Tommy won't figure out how to budget, meal plan, or organize himself by himself.  He needs a little extra help, and sometimes (at this stage of life) that help needs to come from someone other than his family members.  I call it launching him, this preparation for independence that needs to happen without the immediate safety net of his people always directing and guiding him. Forward progress!

So, Tommy had an evaluation week at the Woodrow Wilson Workforce center a few months ago.  It went very well, and he was recommended for the first part of his training to be the Life Skills program, which is nine weeks long.  We left yesterday and dropped him off (gasp)! He is living in a dorm, he is having to live with someone, and share a bathroom with eight other boys.  I'm excited and terrified, again. I wasn't quite as emotional dropping him off this time, but it is definitely unsettling for me--for all of us in this family.  Katie cried, and Mark was really quiet on the ride back home. It's what we want for Tommy, and yet it's hard to let go.  Parenting is kind of like signing up to have your heart broken a little at a time, and then to have it put back together, but it's just not ever the same. It's a beautiful and terrible thing. 

 

 

The biggest worry Tommy had, mind you, was his roommate.  “What if he is not like me at all… What if he is an atheist sports fanatic or something?”

Bless him.  I'm happy to report that the roommate was not an atheist sports fanatic, and, indeed, was quite a bit like Tommy.  They both like DC comics, Gotham, and conspiracy theories. The roommate is writing a book about the presidents’ secrets.  All the presidents. All the secrets. He is very organized. I was impressed.  Tommy and he fell into a very easy dialogue (and debate) about aliens, Area Fifty-One, and the “fake” lunar landing.  I left feeling good, a little less worried, because I was nervous about the room-mate possibilities, as well.  Part of life skills is social skills, and that is always a struggle for Tommy.

So, all in all, it's going to be an interesting nine weeks for this family!  One week without Tommy was fine, but nine weeks?! I'm a bit beside myself.  It's already so quiet. I didn't wake up to hearing him pacing around the house (laps, inside, every morning, with a very heavy heel). I didn't have to answer questions about him being the best swordsman in a multi-dimensional universe, scarf wearing fraternities in Brazil, or parallel Star Wars outcomes and theories, ad nauseum.  My brain won't know how to think without all that stimulation, I'm afraid. But, I'll keep you posted!  

 

 

Keep calm! Tommy is launching! And parent on!

 

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