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Thursday, May 24, 2018

Fourth Graders, wrinkled brows and failed attempts.


 
 Blake and John Muir -- And a ducky that he likes to chew.  Blake, not John Muir.  From our Yosemite trip in April.

Written during Autism Awareness Month.......
 
I just left a 4th grade classroom.  OF sweet, typically developing kids.  I gave a presentation about autism awareness, which attempts to explain autism and encourage students to including autistic kids in their activities.  I came up so short.  Explaining autism feels impossible.  It is not cohesive.  I sound like a phD student (or wannabe) when I try to go into autism-explanation-mode with adults; riffing on neurotransmitters, individuality along the spectrum and whatever other $15 word I can regurgitate to try and educate people about it.  I always come up short.  The more you try to define it, the more confused kids and adults alike seem to get.  The expressions, the squinty eyes, the “huh?” expression, the “why does she keep talking but still not make any sense?” looks are ones that are usually floating around at the end of the discussions. 

Honestly, their questions are my questions;
            What causes it?
            Does it get better?
            What is it?

The answers I have to these questions are so frustratingly vague.  And flawed.  The answers I have, the ones I know, well, they aren’t universally true.  So now, instead of trying to raise awareness for autism, I get fearful that I could in fact be mis-informing people.  At this point, I think I’d have a better shot at defining heaven.

Example:
Q: Can you have 2 of the symptoms of autism but not all 3?

A: ummmmmmm yes? 

Here’s what I want.  I want all of the typical kids to have empathy for kids and adults that are differently abled.  I want the typical peers to include the special needs friends and help them thrive.  I want kumbaya homies.

But instructing this want, well it feels like trying to define the ether, or love.   I’m sure I said something so wrong.  Because “if you know one person with autism, you know one person with autism”.  Generalizing doesn’t work. 

The kids have other questions that come up almost EVERY time.
Q:        Can I catch autism?
Q:        Does it ever go away?
Q:        How is it cured?

A:  ummmmm NO, Not really and we don’t know?!?!

So, if I negatively impact you, or your loved one on my crusade to try and help, please know that I am truly sorry.  But in my mind, talking about these things, even if they are confusing and messy, well, isn’t that better than not saying anything at all?

Friday, March 2, 2018

Stuff that works - The Big Buddy story



Stuff that works.



I have a long list of things that haven’t worked when it comes to autism.  But one thing that we’ve done, that has worked, is the Big Buddy group we started this year.  It all began with a boy we will call Tom, a one-of-a-kind unicorn of a middle schooler who needed to complete volunteer hours and wanted to do something that worked within his tight school and sports schedule.  His mom and I have been friends since Blake was born, and when she was wondering aloud how to help him complete his volunteer hours on such a tight schedule; half-joking; I said

“Well he can always come over and hang out with Blake”.

Social skills are very important and very difficult to teach to kids on the spectrum.  For Blake, when he is around other typical kids that he likes, he lights up.  He’s interested in what they’re doing, he does things that he doesn’t do for therapists, and shows me that he is more capable than he likes to act around his mom. 

"Tom" came over, riding his bike (a bonus for his mom who didn’t have to drive him) and joined the after-school therapy session with Blake and his ABA therapist.  That day, they were working on play routines.  We were trying to teach more leisure skills for Blake, to give him practice at more functional skills with the hope that after practicing these skills he might grow to enjoy them. 

Non-Autism Parent Note: With Blake, he doesn’t initiate new skills often, so if you wait for him to “figure it out”, you’re dooming him to a long period of doing the same thing.  Not because he necessarily wants to, but probably because he doesn’t have any way to do something else.  So you have to guess at what he might enjoy, what he can do, and what might be something he could grow to do later in life.  It is usually rough in the beginning and then he enjoys the activity.  Usually :).

Knowing Blake needs to learn new skills step by step with tons of repetition, we started with the steps for t-ball.  Prior to Tom’s arrival, Blake was still working to attend enough to put the ball on the tee.  Within minutes of Tom’s participation, Blake put the ball on the tee, hit the ball, and ran around the bases.  Zero to HERO that kid!!!  And the “ah HA” moment hit.

 Peer model => more fun for Blake => more authentic play => more skills => happy / more able kid => mom and therapist doing backflips.

When something works for Blake, I go into MAJOR exploitation mode.  If this worked, then could we try X?  Could this work for other people?  How do we grow this? How do we do more of what works??  How do we share it so other people can do something that actually works?!?  

And then the idea for the Big Buddy program was born.  I realize, there are many of these types of programs, but I’m not involved with them, and I was scared to try them or the timing for them didn't work, or Blake is not the right severity of autism for them.  I know I didn’t invent the wheel, but I’m thrilled to be a part of a special magic that makes an impact for families in my community.

What we did

Tom’s mom and I then worked to figure out a way to connect our groups.  Hers, the group of boys who, like Tom could be good at playing with kids with autism, were interested in this type of community service, and also needed volunteer hours.  Mine, families with special needs children who would benefit from a typically developing kiddo a few years older than their child, showing interest and playing with their kid.  We invited all of the players and had our first event.  It was a pretty huge success full of higher power, WOW moments.  We heard feedback about increased awareness/interest/compassion from typical parents.  We heard feedback from the typical kids about how much fun they had.  We heard teary-eyed feedback from parents who saw their child show their parents skills that mom or dad didn’t know they had. 

“This is so great for my son and our family” (From both typical and special needs families)
“I’m loving the conversations we are having after this event about different needs.” (from typical families)
“I can’t tell you how grateful I am to see my child so happy playing with his big buddy” (from special needs families)
“This is the first time I’ve been able to relax while my child has had fun in I don’t know how long.” (from special needs families)

And also; “This is really special”.

So, if you have the ability to copy this in your own community, DO IT.  It hasn't been perfect, but each time we do a Big Buddy event, I get a couple of major thank yous that keep me from giving up.  Coordinating people, pleasing everyone isn't easy and I fail at it every time.  But if it helps one family, then I figure that's worth it.  

I often find that among the many gifts we get from having a special needs child, it is the opportunity to help others to be a little more patient that is one of the most frequent and greatest ones.  For typical families, there seem to be numerous benefits: increased understanding, patience, less fear of differences, increased leadership opportunities and shifting of perspective.  For special needs families, the benefit of increasing community, your child being able to attend something that is “for” them (not adapted to accommodate them), and watching your child play in a more natural environment seem to be a few.

We are having our next Big Buddy event in a few weeks, if you have a child with special needs and are in orange county, please message me or comment below if you’re able to come (or would like to be invited to come to the next one)!

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Thursday, July 6, 2017

Follow Your Gut


Follow your gut is a popular piece of advice in mom world.  It's even higher on the greatest hits list in autism or special needs mom's world.  You hear this piece of advice for women's safety, children's safety and essentially as an overall fallback when choices are more gray.



There is a delicate/indelicate dance going on here with this advice for some families however.  Between exploring new treatments, supplements, therapies and balancing what works.  Over the years, I've found myself in a number of contradictions.  Listen to your gut vs. never give up on your child.  It would seem from the 1,000 foot view that these two directives would not be mutually exclusive, but, they are.  If my gut is terrified of trying something new, or is responding to the negative outcomes from said new treatment, I’ve yet to encounter a para-professional that responds:

“You’re right mom, your gut is right! Our new, life changing treatment we thought would work is wrong.” 

 

  Rather, I hear a lot of:

“Give it time.”  

 

 Or just general and polite implications that the reason why their treatment is upsetting my gut is for another reason (environmental factors,  parent failure, alien invasion…etc.).

The number of times you get told you don’t fit as a parent of a kid with a condition that is unexplainable is really, painfully high.  When it comes from the outside, “normal kid” world, it is expected.  When it comes at the end of yet another time consuming, emotionally and financially exhausting therapy or treatment, it sucks.  We are all super special, unique, quixotic, whatever.  We each are miracles of God’s creation and this will be the only time each of us will be here in this format.  The most true answer I have found in this quagmire of parenting is “I don’t know.” 

So, if a parent is trusting their gut, and it doesn't look "right" to you,  maybe take a beat, and ask yourself if maybe, that parent might know a bit more about their kiddo than you do.