Showing posts with label Family. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Family. Show all posts

Tuesday, October 18, 2011

365 Days of Tourette's

It's been a year since this adorable little man was diagnosed with Tourette's Syndrome.

(Playing an inflatable game at his first OU tailgate)

365 days of struggles, tears, smiles, change, prayers, hope, determination and love.

So much has happened over the last year.  I haven't blogged much about his TS, more about the changes I'm making in our lives to ensure he has the best life possible.  TS may exist in Hayden's life, but I won't let it define him.

The doctor's said his tics would change, and come and go, and they were correct.  His repetitive blinking seems to be gone, and I thought maybe he wouldn't have any motor tics for a while, but now he's started licking his lips all the time.  I try to keep things as light as possible, so we just jokingly say his "clown lips" are back (he gets very chapped around his mouth from the licking) and double up on the chap stick and Vaseline.  Nothing we can't handle!  The head moving/nod is gone - which is awesome!  He still clears his throat a lot and hums.  But, I'm very thankful none of his tics are anything that most people even think twice about.  It could be so much worse...which has been my mantra for the last 365 days. 

The day the humming tic started, we were in the car.  I heard him hum, but I didn't think too much about it.  New tics don't really surprise me; all my research told me to expect this.  And so, I was fine, until I heard him do it again, and he caught my eye in the rear view mirror and he started to hum along with the song on the radio in an effort to cover it up.  It broke my heart.  I fought back the tears and told him a new tic is nothing to stress about, especially not around me.  He started crying and asked me why God would do this to him.  Hardest question I've ever had to answer.

It can be easy to tell people "There's a bigger plan", "God will work it out" or "All things work out for His glory".  But, looking into the tear filled eyes of your child, who is daily fighting a battle with a neurological disorder that effects his self confidence and self worth, is a totally different ball game.  A 7 year old who is just starting to learn about his faith and God, isn't quite ready to comprehend why bad things happen to good people.

So, I explained it as best I could while we sat at the red light.  I told him that God has a plan for his life, and I knew it was going to be an awesome plan.  That, sometimes, things that seem really hard or bad at the time, will end up getting better and other people will see how it turns out and it will help them.  I told him that most people don't know anything about TS but he could be the person who changes that and helps other kids who will struggle with TS in the future.  I also reminded him that all of these things are "big jobs" and God only gives these kind of jobs to people who are tough and can handle them, so God must think he's a pretty awesome little guy.

Then, we turned the radio up and sang/hummed as loud as we could.

The move was rough on Hayden; change always is.  He's seeing a counselor to help him work through what may be some mild OCD.  A very high percentage of TS cases also have a co-morbid condition; OCD, ADHD, ADD, impulse control, etc.  Hayden has impulse control issues, especially during times of change.  He requires a very routine life/schedule.  When things are very consistent, so is his behavior, and vice-versa.  We're working on some coping skills and anger management.  Seems to be helping.

We've settled into the house, and we're nearly 2 months into school.  Lakeview has been amazing.  Everything I hoped we'd find when we changed schools.  His teacher is a retired drill sergeant, so she has no problem keeping him on a daily schedule and routine.

Things are starting to settle down, so I hope to get back to posting more.  I've missed taking time to journal the changes I'm making!

Monday, September 5, 2011

Love Notes

I mentioned before that Hayden had to pack his lunch for summer day camp, and I hoped to continue that into the school year.  Well, I have successfully packed his lunch every day since school started!!

Okay, maybe I shouldn't get excited since that's technically only 8 school days...but, whatever, I'm still proud of myself.  I could very easily send a few bucks and he could eat scary cafeteria food...that would be the easy route!  And, hello...this is Hayden.  He was the worlds pickiest eater until about a year ago.  But, I assure you, he's still a very reluctant member of the "taster club".  Packing his lunch ensures he actually eats something during the day.  Something...other than the roll on his lunch tray and a carton of milk.

Starting 2nd grade at a new school was thoroughly freaking me out, so I know he had to be somewhat reluctant too.  I've never packed his lunch before, so I thought now was as good a time as any to send him a little note in his lunch box.  I knew, if he was embarrassed by it, he'd have no hesitation in telling me just that.


Friday, June 10, 2011

One Very Busy Bee

I've been seriously productive this week.  And I've got big plans for next week too.  Lookout...there's no stopping me now!


This week I've...
  • Made 4 1/2 quarts of home made yogurt
  • Made a batch of delicious Caramel, since I managed to consume every last drop of the first batch (with a tiny bit of help from Bonnie...but mostly it was all me).
  • Made a batch of Honey Nut Granola (I promise I'll share this recipe with you soon!)
  • Tried a new recipe (this is a teaser for tomorrow's post).  It's a *HOT* one...
  • Made the biggest batch of Fresh Salsa (not my recipe, so I'll have to find out if I can share it with ya...you'll love me forever if I can!) that I've ever seen...seriously it's massive, and I guarantee you we'll finish it off by Sunday night, because it's like crack.
  • Packed the H-Bomb's lunch every day this week (Not optional since he's in day camp, but I feel accomplished since this is new to me!  I plan to keep packing his lunch even after school starts...becuase cafeteria food is scary.)
  • Bought one of these bad boys...more on this soon
This weekend I plan to...
  • Pick green beans at my Aunt Karen's (She's out of town and I get to keep whatever I pick - sweet!)
  • Hit the Farmers Market
  • Try my hand at making my latest addiction...Banana Chips (In the oven because I do not own a dehydrator, and of course, I'll give you the deets when I'm done because I'm just that awesome.)
Next week...
  • I'm going to learn how to MOW!  It might come as a surprise to you, but I've only pushed a mower once in my entire life (I think I was 11?).  What?  Not surprised?  Pssh...whatever.  If I am the proud owner of 1+ acres someday, I will definitely have a riding lawn mower...but my Dad pointed out the fact that you still have to push mow around the house and stuff.  Crap...guess I'll learn how to push mow.  At least it's self propelled!  [Can I still call it "push mowing" if it's technically pushing itself?  Hmm...]
  • If I have enough green beans from this Saturday's pick at Aunt Karen's, she's going to teach me how to pressure can them.  I've done water bath canning, but I've never pressure canned before.  I'm abso-freakin-lutely stoked to learn how!
Well, that's about it...  Oh, and I've done all of this while working 8-10 hour days at the office, keeping up with H-Bomb, cooking dinner & doing laundry...it's been a good week!

Happy homesteading!

Wednesday, June 1, 2011

OKC Zoo

Last week I was privileged to be a parent sponsor for Hayden's class trip to the zoo.
There were enough parents, so I only had Hayden and his "buddy" in my group.  My Mom came along with us too.
If you haven't been to the OKC Zoo in a while, I strongly suggest you go!  I was shocked by all the updates.  I knew they were working on a new elephant habitat, but had no idea the bears got new digs too.

If I was a bear, I'd be happy to call this place home...

 


 


And the elephant's casa?  Oh-em-gee...it's beautiful!


After a 3 mile hike (okay, maybe it's only 1 mile...but it was about 100 degrees with 900% humidity, so if felt like 3 miles) you get to finally see the new baby elephant.



Malee is adorable.  Second only to her incredibly overprotective Mama and Aunt.  They kept themselves between her and the crowd almost the entire time.  They left only to get food, and it was still quite reluctantly.  The minute she roused, they both took off in a full sprint to get back to her and put themselves between us.  Maternal instinct in it's purest form.  It was beautiful.


Hayden and his buddy really were more interested in having their picture taken than looking at animals.  Here's a small sample of the photo shoot...
 
 
I did catch them looking at a few animals.  Shh...don't tell them!
Hayden was so excited I was able to go on the trip and didn't have to work.  I had a blast...even though it was miserably {this-has-to-be-what-hell-feels-like} hot.

Thursday, May 19, 2011

Things I wish I could tell 8 year old me...

I made these today (to take to work tomorrow)...




Every time I make No-Bake Cookies, I think of my Granny (Bonnie's Mom).  During my 6 weeks of summer with Dad & Bonnie I always spent a week or so in Wellston, OK with Granny.  I was miserable and bored about 80% of the time.  I was a city kid, and as far as I was concerned, that small town was full of nothing but old people and dirt.

But, 20% of the time I was in Heaven.

Granny was my kinda lady.  A dessert before dinner, cookies for breakfast & cake is a food group, kinda lady.  She ALWAYS had a full batch of No-Bake Cookies in the freezer for us to munch on.  She thought peanut butter mixed with syrup on toast was a fabulous dinner idea.

As the scent of boiling sugar, milk, butter and cocoa filled the kitchen, all I could think of was how I wish I had appreciated that time with her more.  If I'd have known then what I know now...  I'd have talked to all those old people, learned the things I long to know about now.  Soaked in the slow days and quiet nights.  Learned to work the dirt instead of finding it alien and gross.  Paid more attention to her instruction so I wouldn't be struggling with crocheting now.


Granny went home to be with the Lord shortly after I graduated high school (1999).  I was moving into my first apartment at the time and a large portion of my kitchen was from her things.  I still cherish those things dearly.


My life is incredibly busy, but it's so important to me to not waste the time I have with family.  Especially those that can teach me from their experiences.

I made jelly last Friday night with Grandma Schader (Dad's Mom).  Every time I'm with her she tells me fabulous stories.  Stories of her Mama and Daddy, and growing up on their farm.  Stories of my Daddy, which never cease to make me laugh {he was, and is, a mess - makes me wonder if Hayden didn't get it from HIM!}.  Fabulous things that I would never know if not for her.

She taught me how to make bread when I was too small to reach the counter top.  She gave me my first canning lesson (sweet pickles which I absolutely love) when I was about 13.  She still tries to help me figure out how to crochet...though I fear I'm a lost cause.

My Grandma Schader truly is the woman I hope to be some day.  A mother {but not a helicopter}, a wife {but still an individual}, a homemaker, a homesteader, a gardener, our matriarch.  She's honestly the most intelligent woman I know and I'd be honored for someone to tell me someday that I remind them of her.

Pay attention to the traditions and stories of the past.  It's up to our generation to carry them on to the next.