At the teacher’s conference, I found out that the kids did a great job this year, but I was heartened to hear that Zoe is not just a great kid, she’s also a good friend and learning to have a heart of compassion. She was on the monkey bars one day when her best buddy in her class fell off. She jumped off the bars, ran over to where a crowd was gathering around the boy, pushed her little body through to get to her friend, then touched his face and asked, “Are you ok?”
See? Seeds of compassion laying in her heart, and I do believe that even though it’s only for a friend at this point, it’s laying down bigger roots than that.
(I’m NOT going to call them failures!) Either from me being more laxed with the diet, or additional rewind from the ongoing homeopathy, or some combination of the two Zoe appears to be having more behavior symptoms. Hard to explain, precisely. She’s pretty good at school, but more light meltdowns, stimming, in her own world..that kind of thing. I’m worried if I call it “autism behaviors” someone will call me prejudice, but to be honest, that’s what they are. And I’m not prejudice, it’s just that I’ve already seen with my own eyes that she doesn’t need to resort to those, because I truly feel that expressing in this manner means she’s lost the way to express whatever pain, discomfort, or disillusionment she’s feeling. On the other hand, we are back to permanent solid stools, pre-potty training readiness, and while she still doesn’t want to go to sleep, a return to sleeping through the night. As for me, now that summer camp is approaching, I have to get her completely off the bad food stuff. I’d like to find, for example, an affordable substitute for juice in a packet, but that’s been elusive. (Please share if you have ideas!)
With summer approaching, I still have to find a course of action for potty training. Good luck with that!
Amelia seems pretty status quo. Typical temperament and some tooth issues, but still fairly well behaved with some flare ups. Whether that is caused by tween-hormone stuff or whatever’s going on with her remains to be seen. Round 2 of remedies arrived this weekend, we’ll see how that goes.
The Sorrow, “Curing” Autism & No Time for Regrets:
This week, another child died this week who had autism, who wandered and who drowned. Two children in 7 days from the exact same problem, exactly caused by their disability. Yes, yes, yes, autism causes disability. It imbalances a child’s brain chemistry and causes other small scale issues that cause the brain to function improperly. If you’ve seen someone who’s conquered it by healing, then you know that it’s curable. I’m sick and tired of dancing around this issue, and sick and tired of being all PC and calling this silent killer of children a good thing. Agree, disagree, I don’t care. I won’t stop remedies and healing and strict diets and therapies until my daughter is safe, and that means recovering my kids from these perilous aspects of autism.
I’ve prayed for those families, and mourned those children, but I firmly believe they are in heaven and will suffer no more. We need to keep our children safe – ALL of them, because they all have value, whether or not they can talk, or walk, whether they stim or not, whether they are healthy or sick, whether they will intellectually grow to adult hood or remain a child or toddler all the days of their life. They deserve no less from us, the caretakers (we are, whether or not we have children).
Finally, the lesson for me this week, and it’s been show to me time and time again, is be grateful in the moment, right now, for what you have. Enjoy your family. Hold your children tightly. Love your spouse extravagantly. Be with your friends, whatever state they are in. Make peace with your family, forgive your enemies, and stop shouting at everyone. Agree to disagree and move on. Revel in the sunshine, drink in the moonlight, dance in the rain. Thank God profusely. Live, people, so you have nothing to regret when the crud hits the fan, as it surely will sooner or later.