Tuesday, December 30, 2008

Baby Mine

At the concert, the wife of one of the Old Friends came up on stage and did a couple of numbers with the band. The first song she sang was Baby Mine from Dumbo. As soon as I heard the tune I couldn't help but scoop Seth up and dance with him. He hugged me and wrapped his legs around my waist. At first we were the only ones on the floor, but I didn't care.

As we moved to the music, somewhere in me I knew this moment was fleeting. He's six. By seven, this ship will likely have sailed. But right then, in that red hot second, he let his mommy carry him all over the dance floor. He looked into my eyes, forehead to forehead and squeezed his arms around my neck.

I was so into him, I wasn't noticing anything else, but when I looked up, Seth's two little boy cousins (all the same age, all with no front teeth) were also dancing with their mommies. And my friend Steve from high school was there with his precious four year old girl. There were probably more people out there, but I can't remember. It was just such a sweet little snapshot in time. After a minute, I noticed Riley sitting at a table, watching. Not wanting her to feel left out, I gestured to her and she joined us. We finished the song dancing, in a little family hug.

(HT was off at the bar or something. You know how he is, "Yak, yak, yak." He missed the whole thing. Luckily he can read about it here).

I just really love it when band member's wives come up on stage and sing lullabies.
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Here is a shot of the Three Toothless Musketeers who are not yet too big to dance with their mommies. It was taken at Thanksgiving.
Shortly after our Baby Mine moment, the band invited all the little yahoos up on stage to belt out, "Grandma Got Run Over by a Reindeer!" That's Nicholas on the left, and Bobby, in the middle. Leths justh thay, they delivered with gusthto.

Sunday, December 28, 2008

The Fundraising Concert for Riley's Service Dog!

This is a bit hectic, but afterall so was our weekend....

The Stoutmen! Thank you to this wonderful band(above), and to Old Friends. These musicians are not only incredibly talented, but also incredibly generous, donating their time to help a little girl they'd never met before Saturday. We can never thank these two bands enough! Also a big thanks to my brother Christopher and his wife Lori who performed an acoustic set between bands. You guys were awesome!

Sean from the Stoutmen (we went to high school together, he's on the right in the top photo above. His wife Therese just sold a book that's going to be a best seller, remember? Stick with me...)let Seth try his drum before the show.
HT (on the right) and his buddy Emil from high school. Is it just me or do these two just keep getting better looking with age?

Me and my friend Michelle. Michelle zipped into town and shook down hundreds of dollars worth of raffle prizes from area businesses. She was on fire! She had it under control! Fancy restaurants. Nail and hair salons. You name it, she got it! We had many great raffle prizes donated before Michelle showed up, but after? Holy guacamole!

Riley, lolli-pop in mouth, taking her turn on the drum. Thanks Sean!

My dear friend Angelo Zuccolo. He was my theater director in college and he has remained a dear, dear friend. Could his daughters be any more beautiful? I knew them when they were little kids. Marielle and Angelique. Could they have more beautiful names? No they couldn't. And they are the NICEST people. On top of all that beauty!

I could just look at them all day.
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Anyway, back in my radio days, I introduced Angelo to my colleague Don Giovanni. Now, almost 20 years later, Angelo and Don Giovanni, host of the Italian radio show on WINR in Binghamton are best of friends! Don promoted the concert on his radio show and we were lucky to have him in attendance as well. I got them both out dancing to "That's Am ore'." How could I not? Sorry no picture. Damn!
Here is a shot of our immediate unit. A little dark, but what can you do? I love my unit. A lot.

Here we are at the beginning of the concert, getting this party started on the dance floor. All the kids, had the BEST time. This was one of the great things about the concert. Not many places you can go, in the middle of winter, in upstate NY to hear live music and dance, with the children. It was awesome!
As you can see, Seth is a ham and Riley did fantastically well the whole day. She ran over to me a couple of times concerned,

"Mom. I'm sweating."

"That's great Dolly! You're having fun and making muscles!"

"Okay," and back she went to the dance floor. Just needing a little reassurance.

All her cousins were there. She knew most of the kids. She had a ball! Seriously, the adults took breaks, but the children danced for four hours non-stop. Oh, look! This is my niece Lauren (my sister Kelli's daughter) and her boyfriend Sean. Here, they were figuring out the popcorn machine before the concert. They took the money at the door the WHOLE time and didn't ever complain. They are awesome! Thank you Lauren!!! You and Sean worked hard and I appreciate you so much! These are some of Riley and Seth's Virginia cousins. They sold raffle tickets and kicked butt! We made a lot of money toward Riley's dog in raffles! Go Moran children! Look at those faces. Could you walk by and refuse to buy a raffle ticket from them? I didn't think so.
Anyone want a cookie? We still have some left! Also cake and pizza and popcorn, and chips and more pizza. And coffee!

My sister Kelli, not only set up and manned the raffle tables, but got these adorable bags of coffee to sell with Riley's picture and the Four Paws for Ability logo. She ran the raffles and sold a lot of coffee. My mother was so sad not to be able to make it all the way from North Carolina. She is a nurse, and had to work, so Kelli just passed her around on the cell phone, letting her talk to all her old friends and family members. I hope it made her feel better. We have some more bags of coffee left to sell. HT's taking them to work. Maybe I'll raffle a few off here on the blog? A little contest? What's it worth to you, people? I'll have to think of a good question for you to ponder and comment on. I'll get back to you on that. Too tired at moment.

Picture's a little blurry but you get the idea.
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On a more somber note, Todd's family lost a beloved and dear patriarch this year, Uncle Ed. Uncle Ed's children came, bearing a large donation in his honor. HT got all verklempt. A lot of Todd's cousins showed up and it was so good to see them!
Oh, here are our centerpieces. The dog mat/with bowl full of candy, stickers, tattoos, balloons, and What We Want People to Know on the side.
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It was a wonderful day!
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What, a whirlwind!
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Thank you to Todd's brother Tim and his wife Sharon. We stayed at their house and they always make us feel at home.
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Thanks to Todd's parents for taking back the popcorn machine.
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And drum roll please? Do you want the figures?
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We will have to let you know for sure after the first of the month(there was at least one individual whose employers would match his/her donation and things like that need to be ironed out), but we think the concert earned us close to $3500.00 toward Riley's dog! That, on top of what's already come in through the neighborhood flyer and the blog. We're getting there quick!!!
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Also, we've had a lot of on-line donations coming in but there is a delay between when the contribution is made, and when we find out about it, making us unable to know exactly where we're at, and also making it awkward when your neighbor donated a hundred bucks, but you don't know it, and you see them every day for a month and don't mention it or say thank you. So, if you've donated and we haven't acknowledged it, it's because we don't yet know, not that we aren't appreciative. Because, by God, we are an appreciative bunch!
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There were so many more pictures I would have taken had my memory card not run out. It was a beautiful day. Thank you to all who were there in the flesh or in spirit. Thank you all for the lovely and supportive comments while we were away! From the bottom of our hearts, truly.
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Love.

Friday, December 26, 2008

What We Want People to Know

Our fundraising concert for Riley's service dog is tomorrow. There will likely be many in attendance who don't know what Asperger's is. Recently, we sat down as a family and discussed what we want people to know about Asperger's. We'll be distributing the following information at the concert:

About Asperger’s

Asperger’s is a high functioning form of autism. Most people with Asperger’s have heightened sensory systems and difficulty reading social nuances. Many with Asperger’s have low frustration tolerances. Children with Asperger’s may have gross and fine motor delays. The Aspergian may have narrow areas of interest, and may appear to have a lack of empathy.

What Riley wants you to know

-I am trying my best even when I have a hard time.

-I am unique.

-I am a sensitive person.

-I sometimes have a hard time making friends because I don't know what to say.

What Seth wants you to know

-I love my sister.

What Todd and Michelle want you to know

- An impaired ability to read social cues or facial expressions does not equal a lack of empathy. Riley is an extremely empathetic child but sometimes situations have to be explained to her before empathy is evident.

- Bio-medical treatments for autism exist, and children are recovering to various degrees. Riley has made huge strides over the last several years.

-Medical insurance companies routinely discriminate against children with autism, refusing coverage for needed services. This has happened to us repeatedly.

-We are not anti-vaccine, but we believe the current government mandated vaccine schedule is too much too soon, and we encourage parents to educate themselves on vaccine safety. One size does not fit all.
www.4ahealing.com

-Riley is the sweetest, kindest person you will ever meet. She is a gifted writer and artist. She and Seth are our joy, and our greatest blessings.

We plan on having a wonderful, family event. Happy holidays everyone!

Wednesday, December 24, 2008

Seth, 10 Minutes After Rising This Morning

"I can't wait to go to sleep tonight!"

Happy Holidays! Merry Christmas everyone!

Monday, December 22, 2008

Care to take a ride on my train of thought...?

So last Monday, I was wistfully visualizing a day when Riley would have friends, which led to me to thinking about that "weird little bunch" girl in the film Normal People Scare Me, which made me wonder what Taylor Cross was up to, which made me e-mail his mom Teri Bowers and ask her some questions, which led to Teri's wonderful and thought provoking answers, which included Teri telling me more about that "weird little bunch" girl, (who I loved so much because she reminded me of Riley), and so I googled her and lo and behold, here she is. Ladies and gentlemen, the inspirational Amy Gravino....






Read Amy's blog here.

Chugga chugga! Woo! Woo! Stick with me folks, this train moves fast.

Sunday, December 21, 2008

Normal People Scare Me, The Follow Up

In 2006 I saw the fantastic documentary Normal People Scare Me. It was co-directed by mother/son team, Keri Bowers and Taylor Cross, a teen who has autism. Back then, I was struggling with some school issues for Riley. An elementary school principle in Virginia stood up in the middle of an IEP meeting and called us clueless for insisting Riley be academically challenged. I had just seen the film and I don't know why I thought it was okay to do so, but I e-mailed Keri for advice! She gave me her phone number and we wound up having a great conversation. Talking to a mother further along on the path was like balm on my wounds. It gave me hope.

A second "Normal" film, The Sandwich Kid, was about Taylor's younger brother Jace, and addressed the triumphs and challenges for siblings of kids with special needs. It too is a wonderful film.

Recently, I had a chance to talk with Keri via e-mail and ask her some questions.

What are you and Taylor doing now? Though Taylor and I continue to travel with our film, Normal People Scare Me, and his business “Taylor & Autism Unraveled,” we continue to deal with the daily realities of autism in an adult world. There’s a magic line between a cucumber and a pickle (as I say), and once you become a pickle you can never be a cucumber again. This is the line between adolescence and becoming an adult. All the rules change, the players (in supports) change, and the issues a young man or woman face as adults become, in many ways, more urgent, more real. Taylor has had some set-backs. He was living in semi-independent living for a year and a half. Toward the end, staff (who did not really understand autism) began to verbally abuse him. Those actions caused him to move home and retreat into himself. I have brought on a Calvary of supports for him to help him regain his (former) shine, but it is hard when the mysteries of the human psyche and autism combined can keep a person stuck in a challenging place.

How old is he? Taylor will be 20 on Christmas Eve. We plan to celebrate in a small family way – though he had an early birthday gathering for himself with some friends of his and a good time was had by all, helping Taylor to come out just a bit of his shell.

What is he up to? Taylor and I are pitching a reality show for TV. “Normal People Scare Me; the realities of disabilities, possibilities & the Arts” He is happy to be vulnerable for the cameras if it will help others. We’ve got a lot of luminaries in disabilities signed on so wish us luck! Taylor will begin taking some college courses in January at our local community college. He is looking forward to taking classes and college life. One day he hopes to attend film school, to continue his dream of one day becoming a film maker and writer for film.

What about Jace? After we made “The Sandwich Kid” a film about siblings of those with disabilities, Jace was able (when not at school) to travel with Taylor and I to share his film, and provide “Sibs” shops for kids in the audience. We went to some fabulous places, including Hawaii and Okinawa, Japan. Jace has been hailed as an inspiration for many siblings who can relate to his life with Taylor. Jace and Taylor continue to grow in their relationship and have forged a very good and important bond – which took so many years to achieve. Jace continues to play ice hockey and tennis, and is going to Mexico for the holidays. He’s a young world traveler, which only adds to his wisdom and innate sense of the world around him. Jace is not just my adored son, but is my friend. We actually like one another immensely, even though at his age (nearly 14) many kids shy away from their parents. We’re closer than ever.

How did the process of making the film change Taylor? And your mother/son relationship? Or didn't it? Making the film brought Taylor and me much closer together – though it added its own inherent stresses as well. Taylor has learned to be a better communicator through the making of his film. He’s learned to be a better public speaker, and shines when the audience applauds, giving him a very real sense of accomplishment and esteem. People seem to want to touch Taylor after his “shows” as if he is some sort of talisman; perhaps rubbing off on others. He is a symbol of what could be for others with kids much younger. He often feels pressure at the same time to be a grown up and sometimes gets mad at me for it. I suppose as with anything there is a trade off. I accept that things are hard for him because of the film he made, but the upside definitely outweighs the downside. We are able to travel together and make great companions on the road – though in the beginning it was tough – now not so much. He loves to visit new cities and spread his work to help others, and as I said this gives him tremendous self-esteem.

How did The Sandwich Kid change the sib relationship? I don’t think it really changed it at all, except that Taylor looked at Jace's issues, and for the first time, it wasn’t all about him. He’s told me that he admires his brother very much for his courage in sharing his story. Recently, Jace won student of the month at his school. When asked who he admired most in the whole world he said “My brother Taylor, because he has overcome so much and doesn’t hold a grudge for how hard things have been for him." Other kids named sports heroes or their dads. My kid saw his brother, the very same brother he used to dismiss, as his hero. This made me cry happy tears.

There is a sandbox scene in the film (a big strapping Taylor sat zoned out, letting sand drift repeatedly through his hands), where one day the tasks of life were just too hard for Taylor. With kids with autism, each day is not the same. I really appreciated this scene. So many people don't realize that what Riley can do one day does not necessarily transfer to other days. She is trying her best whether she can complete a task or not. Is this still the case for Taylor?

Absolutely!!!!! Taylor, in his current challenges will say to me “Mom, I want to do something about the way I feel, to get out of bed each day with a good outlook, but I don’t know how.” Sometimes it's as simple as my saying, "Taylor you need to clean your room.” Simple right? Well, Taylor will look at his room and not even know where to begin. He got a summons for jury duty a couple of weeks ago. If I hadn’t processed the paper work to dismiss him, he would have had a bench warrant out on him. He simply did not know how to respond or what to do. He understands the need, but often, not the process steps. This is what caused the problems with his former staff in his semi-independent living situation. They’d ask him to do something, he’d say “okay” and then not be able to process the request, and they’d get mad at him. On the other hand, he can go to the grocery store and come in within .50 of his budget. He’s learned also to make good food choices in what he buys for himself. He loves that in his (granny suite) at home he’s got his own refrigerator. This makes him feel grown up and he decidedly separates his food from our family refrigerator because it’s important to him to have autonomy. Still, he forgets to take his medication for his thyroid condition, or doesn’t respond to his mail.

How do you deal with judgements of others: family, strangers, friends, etc. re: the decisions you make concerning your son? This is a very sad question to begin with, because the judgment DOES come. We are estranged from my mother (the kid’s grandmother) for this very reason. She thinks she could do a better job than me. Thinks I’m too “soft” on Taylor and Jace. Others think I spoil my kids. I’m not sure that I do or don’t, but I know I hold high expectations. I raise the bar on most days, but the truth is, some days it’s just easier to do “it” myself. I’m sure parents can relate. This goes against everything I teach in my workbook, “Mapping Transitions to Your Child’s Future.” And I sometimes feel guilty because I need to live up to what I espouse. Most days I do but it can be exhausting just to “lug” Taylor’s process steps around constantly, so I do sometimes do for him what he should be doing - like the jury summons response. I say every good athlete needs a coach. I feel sometimes like Lois Lane. When Superman says “Don’t worry, I’ve got you!” she replies, “Yes, but who’s got you!!!!!” I need a good coach too, but can't seem to find one - as people mostly rely on me for answers. Perhaps I should just pay someone!

Where can you get a Normal People Scare Me Tee-shirt? Are they for sale? I don’t sell them, but they can be purchased online at various t-shirt companies. Taylor got one for x-mas from a friend last year and he now wears it on stage a lot.

What has been the most unexpected thing since these two films came out? That I’ve now made a third film!!!!!!! It will be available for sale after January 15th on my website. I can’t believe that my son led me to a career as a filmmaker :) My new film is called ARTS. It is about how the arts can influence, encourage and grow “possibilities”, skills, communication, etc., and even lead to career paths. It features people such as Temple Grandin, Stephen Shore, Stephen Wiltshire, Jerry and Mary Newport, Donna Williams, and Geri Jewell. Others, not-so-internationally known, but equally as talented, share their “art” as well. I also created a soundtrack to Normal People Scare Me with all the great songs in the film. We will be featured in January on Lifetime's "Health Corner" They came and filmed us last week. It's fun to get media attention for the thing I love to do most in the world - help others.
The "weird little bunch" girl. in the Normal film? LOVE THAT GIRL! So much like my Riley. If it doesn't violate her privacy I would love to know more about her and what she's up to.

The "weird little bunch" girl is Amy Gravino. She is AWESOME. She also appears in ARTS, and she is writing a book, “The Naughty Autie.” Her book is about relationships and coming of age as a viable woman with autism. She'll cover relationships, sex, dating, and becoming a woman. Amy has continued to be a friend, and I’ve mentored her to find a literary agent for her book. She IS very special. She's also gotten quite a few speaking engagements as a result of her exposure in the film.

As a Mom to a child on the spectrum, how do you take care of yourself? If you had asked me this a couple of months ago, I would have told you good friends, outings, warm baths, and a spiritual presence in my life. Lately, however, it seems that anything and everything that could go wrong in one’s life has gone wrong in mine. It is now, when the chips are down, that I must practice what I preach. I’ve been meditating to help myself stay above water. Sometimes I just garden, for it keeps me sane. Tonight I’m forcing myself to go out with the girls, not because I want to, but because I NEED to. Again, every good athlete needs a coach. Now if I could only learn to ask for help – not one of my stronger points.

You are very creative. How does creativity/spirituality play into mothering a child with autism? This is the center of my work. In fact, I’ve been asked to return to Okinawa (military) to do a show called “The Spiritual Nature of Raising a Child with Special Needs” and I use the arts as a means to getting there. And while I stand on stages around the world (and people really get things out of my work for sure,) I am still just a human being. I don’t think any of us have the market covered on being less than human. Taylor taught me once when he said “Mom, if you’re not vulnerable, your audience can’t hear you.” His comment made me change the way I do my work. Even answering your questions here has me being vulnerable. I used to try and make myself feel more important by making everything “look good”. Now, I just try to be real. Can you believe my kid, yep, the one with autism, taught me that???? Changed me forever.

Do you experience guilt around the autism and if so, how do you deal with it? I don’t feel guilt around autism at all – anymore. I once did. I call this “the death of a dream” and talk about it in my book. I think we all go through it. Instead, I feel guilt around my shortcomings as a parent in general. Last night, Jace was flinging an unopened gallon of green tea in the kitchen, saying “Look mom, great exercise.” The next thing I knew, the gallon flung in the air, crashing to the ground and a gallon of tea was covering every portion of my floor, under the fridge, in the closet, etc. As I mentioned, I’ve been deeply challenged recently, and so I just burst into hysterical sobs. My poor boy was so frightened. I wasn’t mad at him at all. In fact, normally I would have laughed it off and said “Hey, get down here and clean this up with me.” Instead I put the fear of God into him because I was so out of control with my tears. He knew I wasn’t mad, but so desperately wanted me to me okay and for him to be able to make it so. Can I tell you how guilty I felt (and still feel today) for putting my crap on him that way? This morning in the car – we do this thing called “subject of the day.” I said to Jace, “Okay, subject of the day: me and my losing it last night.” I asked how it made him feel. Then I told him it’s not his job to make me okay, and that right now I’m not even sure how to do it, so how could he be expected to? I told him how very sorry I was, and said, “Jace, you should never have to be a part of a grown-up’s problems and for that I am sorry. I am doing everything I can to work through my situation, and just having you there is a big help and I love you for that, but you are NOT responsible for me.” I feel guilty as any mother would even as I write this. When I pick him up at school today, I’m going to tell him “Thanks baby! The kitchen floor is cleaner than it ever would have been if we had not had the accident last night. The mess had me cleaning it better than ever! And I’m grateful for that." On another note, perhaps the tide is changing. Today I found $550 in cash on the floor. Nobody to return it to, so I left my card with the barista at Starbucks (near where I found it) so I can return it if possible. I don’t want to gain by someone else’s loss – talk about feeling guilty, but there was no return address on the bills. With x-mas being so financially strapped (for all of us) this year, the money, if I get to keep it, will buy a new coat for my 6’10” Taylor and cashmere sweaters for Jace. Is that a sign?

As Taylor grows up, in what ways are you "letting go" and in what ways are you not able to yet? This is a very important question. Most parents continue to “do” so much for their adult kids. I’ve made Taylor responsible for many things he was not responsible for as a youth. This has been a situation that has caused a lot of problems for us – long story. Without going into the details, suffice it to say that Taylor has slipped and fell down over these responsibilities, BUT, each time he falls, he learns a new lesson. It has made him stronger and more capable. I don’t think there are many ways I still hold on. I'm like a mother bird who (metaphorically) kicked him out of the nest. Not so long ago, Taylor had a girlfriend. My concern was not so much his choice, or if I even liked her. My concern was that he be protected and that she be protected with, dare I say it? Sex? So without regard to how I felt about the coupling, I made sure we had a family to family conversation with the (woman’s) parents. I feel it is our job to create the ability for our children to make good decisions in life. That is at the top of the pyramid of “most important” for our kids. Everything, but everything else, falls under that umbrella. I believe that the more we do “for” our young adults, the less they can do for themselves, and thus, they don’t learn to make good decisions. While I understand Taylor has more capabilities than others and fewer still than others, it is still my “job” to let him make mistakes – to let him fall. If he doesn’t he will never learn from life's realities. So it IS my job to let him go (health and safety always a concern). In this, I hope, one day he will live independently in the world and make a huge contribution to his life and the world.

Thank you Keri! Congrats on your THIRD film coming out Janurary 15, and best of luck on the reality show. We'll be keeping our fingers crossed!

Understanding = compassion.

Thursday, December 18, 2008

Inspiring Things



-Watching geese fly.

-Stunning photography.

-Art exhibits featuring work by people with Asperger's.

- This morning, a mother I hardly know told me her fifth grade son has saved $10.00 so far for Riley's service dog, because he thinks it would be "cool" to have a dog at school.

-Love.

Have a wonderful weekend!

Wednesday, December 17, 2008

The Snuggle Incident of 2008

A while back, HT wrote a sweet little top ten list about me. I can't remember why, but he did it, and I shared it with Carrie Wilson Link. She is a big fan of top ten lists. Somewhere toward the top, it said,

"She's very snuggly."

Carrie fired back, "Snuggly? Really?"

Seems she didn't think of me as the warm, snuggly buggly type.

My response to her?

"I can f@#ing snuggle like nobodies business."

Now, there's proof.

Today at 12:15, HT said, "Do you want to snuggle for 15 minutes before I have to go to work?" His shift was to start at 1:00.

Get your heads out of the gutter people. Snuggle means snuggle. This woman needs more than fifteen minutes (usually).

Up we went. He left his glasses on so he wouldn't fall asleep.

Spooning, fully clothed, middle of the day, in a pile of warm cozy blankets on the king size. He honestly didn't have a prayer.

Five minutes after he was supposed to report for work, I woke up and glanced at the clock.

HT is NEVER late for work. He can be sick as a dog and will not call in. This type of slip is completely out of character.

He flew out the door, screeched out the driveway, and I lay there, warm and cackling,

"Take that,Carrie Link!"

Monday, December 15, 2008

Visualizing The Riley Bunch

At the book store yesterday, I came across Don Gabor's How to Start a Conversation and Make Friends.

On one of the first pages is a cartoon showing two people at a party, giving off "closed" body language. The bubble over their heads says, "How come no one talks to me?"

It is written for adults, but I picked it up, thinking it might explain a lot to Riley. She is often,"closed" in social situations. Shoulders hunched, head down,all folded in on herself from fear.

If Riley was okay with not being social, that would be one thing, but she isn't. She wonders all the time, why no one talks to her. She wonders why no one seems to hear her when she does try to chime in(head down, looking away).

My dream for this girl is not to be prom queen. I want her to have a couple of friends. Good ones, she can trust.

In the film Normal People Scare Me, there is a girl with autism who is in college. She says there, it's okay to be weird, and she's found her own "weird little bunch" to hang around with.

Riley will find her bunch one day. I know she will.

And they are so gonna love her.

Sunday, December 14, 2008

Room for All

She isn't pretty. Isn't wise. Isn't patient or kind. Does not have compassion for others. Is not helpful. Is not nice.

She screams her directive,

"Love me too!"

And I must.

Love the parts

of me

I want

no one

to

see.

Rude Awakening or Kitten for Sale

Woke up early this morning to the sound of breaking glass. HT and I flew out of bed, ran downstairs to find the beautiful Christmas tree we decorated yesterday sprawled on the living room floor, water and ornament shards everywhere.

Riley sat on the steps watching, crying and worrying Santa would not come if our tree didn't look pretty. Seth kept getting yelled at for coming too close in bare feet.

HT, sweeping up broken Christmas bulbs said, "You know that donation Cindy made toward the service dog?"

Cindy is the friend who found the kitten downtown and convinced us to take her in.

"Yeah?"

"Tell her she needs to double it."

Saturday, December 13, 2008

On the Radio


Listen this morning as I go live on the air @ 10:15 with the great Don Giovanni, host of one of the few Italian radio shows in the country. We'll be talking about the upcoming benefit concert for 4 Paws for Ability that will bring us closer to our goal of obtaining Riley's service dog.

Todd and I are both from Endicott, NY. It is a HUGELY Italian area, home to some of the kindest, most generous people and the best pizza in all the world, (evidenced by the fact that there is a Facebook group with hundreds and hundreds of members titled, "Endicott has the best pizza)."
Mr. Giovanni and I go waaay back to when I worked in local radio in Binghamton. Should be fun!

*Both photos from the Facebook site, Endicott has the Best Pizza.

BTW....

There will be lots of pizza at the concert!

Friday, December 12, 2008

Looking for Validation?

I am not happy

A couple of months ago I went to an orthopedic guy because I had pain in my right foot. He diagnosed it as Morton's Neuroma and gave me orthotics to put in my shoes. The orthotics helped take the pressure off the neuroma, and while they didn't cure the problem, they made it much less uncomfortable.

I've been running along, doing my thing, 1/2 hour walking on the treadmill, nothing too strenuous, and suddenly, overnight, I have excruciating pain in my left heel. While the orthotics helped the original problem, seems they've created an even bigger problem in the opposite foot. I can't put weight on it. The orthopedic assistant thinks it's heel tendonitis and has prescribed a boot.

A fricking boot.

'Tis so not the season for an orthopedic boot.

It feels like The Cat in the Hat, where cleaning up one mess only leads to another. I don't even want to think about what's next.

Bah Humbug.

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

Seth's Great Idea



We knew unless we had Seth on board, the service dog effort would be a disaster. So much of the focus in our family is already on Riley. Would he feel left out? Resentful? The dog will have to be her dog. No one else is allowed to be more fun with it than her. So before ever mentioning the idea to Riley, I talked to Seth.

Sitting on the couch together on a day he was home sick from school, I started,

"Seth, I was reading about this place that raises service dogs to help kids with autism."


"Really Mommy?"

"Did you know they can actually train dogs to recognize when kids with autism are starting to have a meltdown? The dogs put their head on the child's lap,nuzzle them and basically offer comfort and change the subject, before a major tantrum happens."

"Wow. What kind of dogs do they have?"

"All different kinds, I guess."

"Any chihuahuas?" (Seth really loves Chihuahuas).

"I don't know. I mostly saw Labs and German Shepherds on the website."

He snuggled into the crook of my arm, and we sat there, quiet with our own thoughts. Suddenly he shot straight up, turned to face me, and said,

"Mom! We should get one of those dogs for Riley!"

"You think?"

Of course he's on board! It was all his idea.

*Seth did a great job (above) decorating envelopes for the neighborhood fund raising mailing we sent out in November. Our community has been very generous. We are still waiting for the results from on-line donations thus far. Each and every person who has donated will get a personal thank you note as soon as I get the list. Thanks so much to everyone who has made a contribution to 4 Paws for Ability in Riley's honor!

Monday, December 08, 2008

Transcending: Words on Women and Strength by Kelly Corrigan

Kelly Corrigan wrote The Middle Place and if you haven't read it, you should. It is so good. You will open the book and not put it down. You will finish in under two days and love every second of it.

Women. We have the power to hold each other up. No woman, aware of who she really is, could ever tear another down.

Thank you to the women in my life who support me on this path of motherhood. I love you all.

*The Middle Place will be out in paperback, Dec. 23rd.

Sunday, December 07, 2008

Don't just stand there, let's get to it,strike a pose there's nothing to it...

Riley attended her first girly-girl birthday party today. She was so excited to go, but freaked on the way in.

"What if people are mean to me? "
"What if there are people I don't know?"
"What if everyone makes fun of me?"

It was touch and go whether we would actually get her through the door. Then, a little girl from Riley's class arrived. Walking in with her gave Riley the courage to cross the threshold.

Riley is in this awful place where she really doesn't want her mom there, but can't quite regulate herself. Needing your mom when you don't really want her, sucks, period. I stayed, but hung in the background as much as possible. The birthday girl's family was very warm and welcoming. Thank God for good people. When I told them she has autism, you could see the light bulbs go off and the internal shifts take place.

"Ooooh! Autism. Not a brat. Great!" People are so kind when they know. Riley did need me, but only a couple of times.

There was a fashion show where they dressed up the girls and had them walk down the living room "catwalk" to thumping hip-hop music. Riley was the shyest little diva you ever did see. She skittered down the cat walk, shoulder's slumped, head down. But when it came time to strike a pose, she was all business.

That's my girl! Go, baby, go!

Saturday, December 06, 2008

The Kiddos

Took Seth to the doctor yesterday. He had blood work to rule out PANDAS and also had some alternative therapies(NAET & cranial sacral). Scoff all you want at alternative medicine but today his vocal tic has calmed right down. This from non-stop, LOUD out of control tics all day Thursday and Friday. We'll get the results of the blood draw next week.

Of course there is the possibility that something at school is setting him off neurologically? He does not seem stressed to go. He's one of the most popular in his class and he's doing fine grades wise. He likes his teacher. I'm wondering if there is a chemical cleaner or something perhaps involved? His tics have gotten progressively worse since school started.

We'll figure it out. Thanks to those of you who e-mailed to check in with us.

Riley got her yellow stripe today at the award ceremony after martial arts class. She absolutely beamed! No sibling clapped harder for their sister or brother than Seth did.

Their neurological systems may be fragile, but my children have strong, loving hearts, overflowing with kindness.

Such good kids. Both of them.

Love.

Friday, December 05, 2008

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Thursday, December 04, 2008

My Easy Baby

I fear Seth might have Tourette's. He's had a vocal tic for a while. It started as a throat clearing type of thing,but over the last few days has turned into a loud gulp type "glunk," followed by a whispered "scuse." I don't know if he's apologizing for the tic with the "scuse?" It kind of breaks my heart if he is.

He's also started doing a hand flappy thing. He's not copying Riley. She does not have a vocal tic, (just an arm one), and it's not a hand flap.

Compared to Riley's challenges, a simple vocal tic and a hand flap isn't a big deal. Seth has no behavioral issues. No learning issues to speak of. He has been on methylated B12 for a while and it really helps him. We note a marked decrease in his coping when he misses even one dose.

He's sitting here on the floor beside me, playing with his sister, and the tic is just going like mad. "Glunk, glunk, glunk, glunk, scuse."

Over

and

over

and

over.

And I don't quite know how to feel.

Talked to his doctor today and she wants us to do a blood draw to rule out PANDAS. Ever hear of it? If you have a kid on the spectrum you probably have. Perhaps last month, on election day, he didn't really have pneumonia, but strep?

Today was his first day joining his sister's karate class and the teacher shushed him a couple of times before I finally whispered in her ear, "It's a vocal tic. He can't help it." Just a couple of weeks ago I barely felt the need to include his vocal tic on the sign up forms, it was such a non-issue. Other students shushed him tonight as well. He turned to look at me, helpless.


I hate this.

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Wednesday, December 03, 2008

Did you know.....

December is National Buy a Book by a Black Author and Give it to Somebody Not Black Month? Well where have you been?

My favorite author of all time is Zora Neale Hurston. She was black. Other than that I have to admit there are not many black authors in my collection. I mean of course there's lots of Alice Walker. That goes without saying. And back in Virgina my book group read The Known World. Those characters (the "crazy" slave woman who wandered around all night?) will be with me forever.

Anybody out there want to buy me a book by a black author? Or loan me one? Or recommend one for me to buy myself?

Hit me!

I look forward to your suggestions.

(BTW, I've given away lots of copies of Zora Neale Hurston's Their Eyes Were Watching God, to a lot of not black people. But perhaps something more contemporary is in order)?

Tuesday, December 02, 2008

The Opposite of Worry

"They hate us! They think we're bad!" She cried as she buried her head in a pillow on the couch.

"Riley, what are you talking about?"

She'd been working her angle, trying to get me to fork over money to pay for a subscription to Toontown. It's an on-line video game, and you can only do so much if you are not a member.

As always, I told her to think about what she wanted and why she wanted it. My kids understand the law of attraction. They get how thinking about what you want from a needy place only produces more of what you don't have. They get how visualizing from a place of joy, from a place of happy anticipation is much more effective. They know I will never, ever cave in to a whine. They also know I'm a sucker for a happy child off in the corner, imagining the thing they want so vividly.

So what's the deal? Who hates us?

It took some time to get it out of her, but here's the scenario.

At karate a couple of weeks ago, the teacher asked, "What's the opposite of complain?"

Riley raised her hand and when called on answered, "Visualize?"

The teacher said "No. Not exactly." She was looking for the word, "compliment."

Riley internalized this, turning it into "people hate us and think we're bad because we visualize." She carried this around for over two weeks.

After assuring her that the karate teacher actually encourages visualizing, she seemed to feel better.

Can you imagine how frightening and confusing the world is in black and white?

I'm visualizing shades of grey and all the colors of the rainbow for Riley.

Monday, December 01, 2008

Benefit Concert for Riley

Benefit Concert for Riley O’Neil
When: Saturday 12/27, 1-5PM
Where: The Kalurah Club
625 Dickson St. Endicott, NY
Cost: $20.00 (kids 12 & under free)
Featuring: Old Friends
&
The Stoutmen
-Food
-Cash Bar
-Raffles
PROCEEDS GO TOWARD OBTAINING RILEY'S AUTISM SERVICE DOG THROUGH 4 PAWS FOR ABILITY.


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