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Second great thing for me, after a long time, me and my son  been taking walks again, the way we use to when he was younger. So, more  and more I am realizing to be grateful for small things. 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Having a child with special needs, you really do as a parent, celebrate small progresses and never taking  anything for granted.</p> </div></div></div> <p><a href=\"http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/1geYuxDpE36_jLMj7hWZErNrwdc/0/da\"><img src=\"http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/1geYuxDpE36_jLMj7hWZErNrwdc/0/di\" border=\"0\" ismap=\"true\"></img></a><br/> <a href=\"http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/1geYuxDpE36_jLMj7hWZErNrwdc/1/da\"><img src=\"http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/1geYuxDpE36_jLMj7hWZErNrwdc/1/di\" border=\"0\" ismap=\"true\"></img></a></p><div class=\"feedflare\"> <a href=\"http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?a=uiBudkRIQBg:yHicpcseKn0:yIl2AUoC8zA\"><img src=\"http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?d=yIl2AUoC8zA\" border=\"0\"></img></a> <a href=\"http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?a=uiBudkRIQBg:yHicpcseKn0:gIN9vFwOqvQ\"><img src=\"http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?i=uiBudkRIQBg:yHicpcseKn0:gIN9vFwOqvQ\" border=\"0\"></img></a> </div>" ["epoch"]=> array(3) { ["issued"]=> int(1337528404) ["created"]=> NULL ["modified"]=> int(1337528404) } ["post_date"]=> string(19) "2012-05-20 11:40:04" ["post_modified"]=> string(19) "2012-05-20 11:40:04" ["post_date_gmt"]=> string(19) "2012-05-20 15:40:04" ["post_modified_gmt"]=> string(19) "2012-05-20 15:40:04" ["post_status"]=> string(7) "publish" ["comment_status"]=> string(6) "closed" ["ping_status"]=> string(4) "open" ["guid"]=> string(35) "11280 at http://www.autism-blog.com" ["meta"]=> array(6) { ["syndication_source"]=> string(14) "Autism Blogger" ["syndication_source_uri"]=> string(26) "http://www.autism-blog.com" ["rss:comments"]=> string(65) "http://www.autism-blog.com/nodesbeing-thankful-good-days#comments" ["syndication_feed"]=> string(49) "http://feeds.feedburner.com/OnlineAutismCommunity" ["syndication_feed_id"]=> string(2) "15" ["syndication_permalink"]=> string(97) "http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/OnlineAutismCommunity/~3/uiBudkRIQBg/nodesbeing-thankful-good-days" } ["tags_input"]=> array(4) { [0]=> string(6) "autism" [1]=> string(14) "Autism Blogger" [2]=> string(6) "Online" [3]=> string(20) "Autism Support Group" } ["post_author"]=> int(0) ["post_category"]=> array(1) { [0]=> int(12) } ["post_pingback"]=> bool(false) } [1]=> object(syndicatedpost)(9) { ["item"]=> array(9) { ["title"]=> string(29) "being thankful for good days." 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He is going trough puberty now, he has so many different emotions, that lately he became depressed and more aggressive.The situation was getting worse by the minute, so I had to put my feelings a side, seek help from his psychiatrict and put him on meds  This mothers day for me was the best, because after couple of years not going any where, my son joined us for brunch, he was  nerves at first, but after awhile he ate and had conversation with every one in the family. Second great thing for me, after a long time, me and my son  been taking walks again, the way we use to when he was younger. So, more  and more I am realizing to be grateful for small things. Having a child with special needs, you really do as a parent, celebrate small progresses and never taking  anything for granted.</p> </div></div></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/1geYuxDpE36_jLMj7hWZErNrwdc/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/1geYuxDpE36_jLMj7hWZErNrwdc/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/1geYuxDpE36_jLMj7hWZErNrwdc/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/1geYuxDpE36_jLMj7hWZErNrwdc/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?a=uiBudkRIQBg:yHicpcseKn0:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?a=uiBudkRIQBg:yHicpcseKn0:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?i=uiBudkRIQBg:yHicpcseKn0:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> </div>" } ["link"]=> &object(syndicatedlink)(4) { ["id"]=> string(2) "15" ["link"]=> object(stdClass)(23) { ["link_id"]=> string(2) "15" ["link_url"]=> string(26) "http://www.autism-blog.com" ["link_name"]=> string(14) "Autism Blogger" ["link_image"]=> string(0) "" ["link_target"]=> string(0) "" ["link_category"]=> string(1) "0" ["link_description"]=> string(255) "Welcome to Autism Blogger! 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and concerns ready for the team.  Each person read their section of the report and explained the types of testing that occurred.  Lala was recommended to Kindergarten in a Special Day Class.  When Lala is ready her teacher will gradually place her in a "regular" kindergarten class for part of the day.  According to the IEP team, her new teacher is great. The new teacher is huge on parent contact (which I think is awesome).  The elementary principal was also at the meeting and she seemed very genuine and reassured me that the staff are just as great as the staff for Pre-K. </p> <p>Lala will continue to get OT, Speech Therapy, and will also get Adaptive PE.  Adaptive PE will help her with her balance and help her coordination.  I wish that started last year, but at least she is getting it now.  Lala has been talking about going to Kindergarten, and now I can confirm that she will be going next year. :)</p> </div></div></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/jaHMhcbzfaO1xRglYvhq6Z1lwpg/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/jaHMhcbzfaO1xRglYvhq6Z1lwpg/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/jaHMhcbzfaO1xRglYvhq6Z1lwpg/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/jaHMhcbzfaO1xRglYvhq6Z1lwpg/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?a=11t8mzx1jFo:VWvnJIK6L8c:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?a=11t8mzx1jFo:VWvnJIK6L8c:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?i=11t8mzx1jFo:VWvnJIK6L8c:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> </div>" } [2]=> array(9) { ["title"]=> string(21) "The Lie and The Truth" ["link"]=> string(86) "http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/OnlineAutismCommunity/~3/1UVtTMZA_0Q/nodeslie-and-truth" ["description"]=> string(3801) "<div class="field field-name-body field-type-text-with-summary field-label-hidden"><div class="field-items"><div class="field-item even"><p>Tonight I went to Petco to get some Nature's Miracle, a doggy stain and odor remover for puppy accidents that works really well.  </p> <p>I get the 24 oz spray bottle and the multi-gallon jug.  It's heavy.  I carry everything up to the cash register and there's a line.  In front of me is a woman a little older than me.  On a leash she has what looks like a shepherd/collie mix.  She turns to look at me and smiles in that nice way midwesterners do.  She sees my Nature's Miracle 3 million gallon jug in my arms and she says, "Oh!  Do you have a puppy at home?  What kind of dog do you have?"  I just look at her, unsure how to answer.  I smile and stammer, "yes I have a poodle mix at home.  She's 10 weeks."  I try to enhance my smile, curl the edges of my mouth up a little and I manage a small laugh, "it's so much fun!"</p> <p>It's a lie.  A huge big-ass lie.  The stain/odor remover isn't for a puppy, I don't have any pets.  The stain/odor remover is for my kid.  My almost 9 year old kid.  </p> <p>The woman in front of me pays and uses her frequent shopper card.  She turns to me again, "do you have one of these?  You better get one!  The points add up and you're going to need it!"  She's waving the card as one would wave the flag on the 4th of July.  Dog food's expensive, isn't it?"  "Yes, it is" I manage to say.  "Well, have fun with that new puppy!" she says to me as she gathers her bag filled with chew toys and a few chew bones and leaves the store.  "Do you have a frequent shopper card?" asks the pimply teenager with a monotone voice and a bad polyester vest.  On the vest is his name tag and a pin that says "Ask me about my dog!" below it.  "Uh, no I don't."  "You should get one if you have a puppy," he says with no inflection.  "I will, I'm just in a hurry," I say.   He efficiently rings up my purchase and I leave.</p> <p>I don't want a frequent shopper card because that would mean my daughter will continue to have accidents and "play" in her excrement.  I don't want a frequent shopper card because that will mean I'm admitting this is going to happen again.  And again.  And again.  I can't do that.  I can't live with that right now, that realization that my almost 9 year old may NEVER stop this behavior.  I don't want a frequent shopper card not because I'm ashamed I'm buying it for my child and not a dog but because the multi-gallon jug is reminder enough.  Every time I open my closet this jug seemingly the size of Kansas looms at me.  The fact that in a few months I will go in and buy another one is just too much.  </p> <p>Is that denial or is it merely survival?  I don't know, maybe it's both.  I do know it's the best I can do right now.  That's the Honest Truth. </p> <p> </p> <p> </p> </div></div></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/aZTc27oiaS3T1NetMyL6k4Tpdcg/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/aZTc27oiaS3T1NetMyL6k4Tpdcg/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/aZTc27oiaS3T1NetMyL6k4Tpdcg/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/aZTc27oiaS3T1NetMyL6k4Tpdcg/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?a=1UVtTMZA_0Q:F04R3YMgHBA:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?a=1UVtTMZA_0Q:F04R3YMgHBA:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?i=1UVtTMZA_0Q:F04R3YMgHBA:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> </div>" ["pubdate"]=> string(31) "Wed, 16 May 2012 23:12:47 +0000" ["dc"]=> array(1) { ["creator"]=> string(7) "modmom3" } ["guid"]=> string(35) "11278 at http://www.autism-blog.com" ["comments"]=> string(54) "http://www.autism-blog.com/nodeslie-and-truth#comments" ["feedburner"]=> array(1) { ["origlink"]=> string(45) "http://www.autism-blog.com/nodeslie-and-truth" } ["summary"]=> string(3801) "<div class="field field-name-body field-type-text-with-summary field-label-hidden"><div class="field-items"><div class="field-item even"><p>Tonight I went to Petco to get some Nature's Miracle, a doggy stain and odor remover for puppy accidents that works really well.  </p> <p>I get the 24 oz spray bottle and the multi-gallon jug.  It's heavy.  I carry everything up to the cash register and there's a line.  In front of me is a woman a little older than me.  On a leash she has what looks like a shepherd/collie mix.  She turns to look at me and smiles in that nice way midwesterners do.  She sees my Nature's Miracle 3 million gallon jug in my arms and she says, "Oh!  Do you have a puppy at home?  What kind of dog do you have?"  I just look at her, unsure how to answer.  I smile and stammer, "yes I have a poodle mix at home.  She's 10 weeks."  I try to enhance my smile, curl the edges of my mouth up a little and I manage a small laugh, "it's so much fun!"</p> <p>It's a lie.  A huge big-ass lie.  The stain/odor remover isn't for a puppy, I don't have any pets.  The stain/odor remover is for my kid.  My almost 9 year old kid.  </p> <p>The woman in front of me pays and uses her frequent shopper card.  She turns to me again, "do you have one of these?  You better get one!  The points add up and you're going to need it!"  She's waving the card as one would wave the flag on the 4th of July.  Dog food's expensive, isn't it?"  "Yes, it is" I manage to say.  "Well, have fun with that new puppy!" she says to me as she gathers her bag filled with chew toys and a few chew bones and leaves the store.  "Do you have a frequent shopper card?" asks the pimply teenager with a monotone voice and a bad polyester vest.  On the vest is his name tag and a pin that says "Ask me about my dog!" below it.  "Uh, no I don't."  "You should get one if you have a puppy," he says with no inflection.  "I will, I'm just in a hurry," I say.   He efficiently rings up my purchase and I leave.</p> <p>I don't want a frequent shopper card because that would mean my daughter will continue to have accidents and "play" in her excrement.  I don't want a frequent shopper card because that will mean I'm admitting this is going to happen again.  And again.  And again.  I can't do that.  I can't live with that right now, that realization that my almost 9 year old may NEVER stop this behavior.  I don't want a frequent shopper card not because I'm ashamed I'm buying it for my child and not a dog but because the multi-gallon jug is reminder enough.  Every time I open my closet this jug seemingly the size of Kansas looms at me.  The fact that in a few months I will go in and buy another one is just too much.  </p> <p>Is that denial or is it merely survival?  I don't know, maybe it's both.  I do know it's the best I can do right now.  That's the Honest Truth. </p> <p> </p> <p> </p> </div></div></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/aZTc27oiaS3T1NetMyL6k4Tpdcg/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/aZTc27oiaS3T1NetMyL6k4Tpdcg/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/aZTc27oiaS3T1NetMyL6k4Tpdcg/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/aZTc27oiaS3T1NetMyL6k4Tpdcg/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?a=1UVtTMZA_0Q:F04R3YMgHBA:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?a=1UVtTMZA_0Q:F04R3YMgHBA:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?i=1UVtTMZA_0Q:F04R3YMgHBA:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> </div>" } [3]=> array(9) { ["title"]=> string(24) "My son with Asperbergers" ["link"]=> string(92) "http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/OnlineAutismCommunity/~3/Jl88YHn2jc8/nodesmy-son-asperbergers" ["description"]=> string(1894) "<div class="field field-name-body field-type-text-with-summary field-label-hidden"><div class="field-items"><div class="field-item even"><p>Hello, my name Lori and my son Matthew is 4 and has Asperbergers. He was not diagnosed by a MD, but by the school district. I knew something was different with Matt when he was 10 months old. He has been getting services from the county and school district for about 1 year now. I feel like I need to vent because I am so confused and frustrated about all of this. I feel like I have no control over my son and feel like there is no one to help me. I see myself getting soooo frustrated with my son and I feel so angry that this is happening to my family. At the  same time, I feel so mad at myself for feeling this way since I have such a healthy fun loving boy. I feel so lost  and depressed. I have trouble sleeping at night because my wheels are constantly spinning about what to do and how to help my son. I would love some advice about what to do.</p> <p>Thanks!!</p> </div></div></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/KGCLl5w-88AjwHEtE0TSbrsv2ZM/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/KGCLl5w-88AjwHEtE0TSbrsv2ZM/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/KGCLl5w-88AjwHEtE0TSbrsv2ZM/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/KGCLl5w-88AjwHEtE0TSbrsv2ZM/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?a=Jl88YHn2jc8:JthkFI6xUXY:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?a=Jl88YHn2jc8:JthkFI6xUXY:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?i=Jl88YHn2jc8:JthkFI6xUXY:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> </div>" ["pubdate"]=> string(31) "Wed, 16 May 2012 14:00:55 +0000" ["dc"]=> array(1) { ["creator"]=> string(8) "rowdydog" } ["guid"]=> string(35) "11277 at http://www.autism-blog.com" ["comments"]=> string(60) "http://www.autism-blog.com/nodesmy-son-asperbergers#comments" ["feedburner"]=> array(1) { ["origlink"]=> string(51) "http://www.autism-blog.com/nodesmy-son-asperbergers" } ["summary"]=> string(1894) "<div class="field field-name-body field-type-text-with-summary field-label-hidden"><div class="field-items"><div class="field-item even"><p>Hello, my name Lori and my son Matthew is 4 and has Asperbergers. He was not diagnosed by a MD, but by the school district. I knew something was different with Matt when he was 10 months old. He has been getting services from the county and school district for about 1 year now. I feel like I need to vent because I am so confused and frustrated about all of this. I feel like I have no control over my son and feel like there is no one to help me. I see myself getting soooo frustrated with my son and I feel so angry that this is happening to my family. At the  same time, I feel so mad at myself for feeling this way since I have such a healthy fun loving boy. I feel so lost  and depressed. I have trouble sleeping at night because my wheels are constantly spinning about what to do and how to help my son. I would love some advice about what to do.</p> <p>Thanks!!</p> </div></div></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/KGCLl5w-88AjwHEtE0TSbrsv2ZM/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/KGCLl5w-88AjwHEtE0TSbrsv2ZM/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/KGCLl5w-88AjwHEtE0TSbrsv2ZM/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/KGCLl5w-88AjwHEtE0TSbrsv2ZM/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?a=Jl88YHn2jc8:JthkFI6xUXY:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?a=Jl88YHn2jc8:JthkFI6xUXY:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?i=Jl88YHn2jc8:JthkFI6xUXY:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> </div>" } [4]=> array(9) { ["title"]=> string(16) "Autism: A Photo" ["link"]=> string(85) "http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/OnlineAutismCommunity/~3/GdR-9H8pgUE/nodesautism-photo" ["description"]=> string(1259) "<div class="field field-name-field-image field-type-image field-label-hidden"><div class="field-items"><div class="field-item even"><a href="http://www.autism-blog.com/files/d5710a449ee311e1a9f71231382044a1_7.jpg"><img src="http://www.autism-blog.com/files/styles/medium/public/d5710a449ee311e1a9f71231382044a1_7.jpg" width="220" height="220" alt="" title="Autism: A Photo" /></a></div></div></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/OQEQgtCZBmnwkH3EBrwOyBRp7Ak/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/OQEQgtCZBmnwkH3EBrwOyBRp7Ak/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/OQEQgtCZBmnwkH3EBrwOyBRp7Ak/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/OQEQgtCZBmnwkH3EBrwOyBRp7Ak/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?a=GdR-9H8pgUE:M5m7laKo_AI:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?a=GdR-9H8pgUE:M5m7laKo_AI:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?i=GdR-9H8pgUE:M5m7laKo_AI:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> </div>" ["pubdate"]=> string(31) "Tue, 15 May 2012 23:28:11 +0000" ["dc"]=> array(1) { ["creator"]=> string(7) "modmom3" } ["guid"]=> string(35) "11273 at http://www.autism-blog.com" ["comments"]=> string(53) "http://www.autism-blog.com/nodesautism-photo#comments" ["feedburner"]=> array(1) { ["origlink"]=> string(44) "http://www.autism-blog.com/nodesautism-photo" } ["summary"]=> string(1259) "<div class="field field-name-field-image field-type-image field-label-hidden"><div class="field-items"><div class="field-item even"><a href="http://www.autism-blog.com/files/d5710a449ee311e1a9f71231382044a1_7.jpg"><img src="http://www.autism-blog.com/files/styles/medium/public/d5710a449ee311e1a9f71231382044a1_7.jpg" width="220" height="220" alt="" title="Autism: A Photo" /></a></div></div></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/OQEQgtCZBmnwkH3EBrwOyBRp7Ak/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/OQEQgtCZBmnwkH3EBrwOyBRp7Ak/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/OQEQgtCZBmnwkH3EBrwOyBRp7Ak/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/OQEQgtCZBmnwkH3EBrwOyBRp7Ak/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?a=GdR-9H8pgUE:M5m7laKo_AI:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?a=GdR-9H8pgUE:M5m7laKo_AI:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?i=GdR-9H8pgUE:M5m7laKo_AI:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> </div>" } [5]=> array(9) { ["title"]=> string(46) "Looking for a customizable app for your child?" ["link"]=> string(108) "http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/OnlineAutismCommunity/~3/lRM36tfvNwc/nodeslooking-customizable-app-your-child" ["description"]=> string(2318) "<div class="field field-name-body field-type-text-with-summary field-label-hidden"><div class="field-items"><div class="field-item even"><p style="text-align: left; ">W<img src="https://lh3.ggpht.com/fqxGuC5pzrgcKH5Wi-yD_Kq_M2wXhnBL09gWahbKzwIn4h3YcY2eEZ3ln_i3W7D25Q=w124" style="margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 10px; float: left; width: 100px; height: 100px; " />ith our recent iLearnNEarn series, we have created and app that can be changed to fit your child's needs.</p> <p>By using the iLearnNEarn - Lite app, you can assign all different activities into this one app. It's like all of our other apps jammed into one! It's very convenient for those who want to have new activities added and when this app is released in the paid version, you will be able to subscribe monthly for continuous new content added frequently.</p> <p>This app is to be used side by side with iLearnNEarn - Care. This app is used to change the assigned activities, questions, rewards, and to see collected data. Soon these apps will be integrated into one app so the functionality will be even easier to use.</p> <p> </p> <p>iLearnNEarn - Lite and - Care can be found here on Google Play:<br /><a href="http://goo.gl/abxxp">http://goo.gl/abxxp</a><br /><a href="http://goo.gl/ybCZ0">http://goo.gl/ybCZ0</a></p> <p>Also, here on iTunes:<br /><a href="http://goo.gl/ddGbF">http://goo.gl/ddGbF</a><br /><a href="http://goo.gl/rjFI8">http://goo.gl/rjFI8</a></p> </div></div></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/v7fw1-lGxdg-OnL4jpkADEIP87U/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/v7fw1-lGxdg-OnL4jpkADEIP87U/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/v7fw1-lGxdg-OnL4jpkADEIP87U/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/v7fw1-lGxdg-OnL4jpkADEIP87U/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?a=lRM36tfvNwc:eBvvVRo5U8o:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?a=lRM36tfvNwc:eBvvVRo5U8o:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?i=lRM36tfvNwc:eBvvVRo5U8o:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> </div>" ["pubdate"]=> string(31) "Tue, 15 May 2012 13:47:51 +0000" ["dc"]=> array(1) { ["creator"]=> string(7) "shanesh" } ["guid"]=> string(35) "11272 at http://www.autism-blog.com" ["comments"]=> string(76) "http://www.autism-blog.com/nodeslooking-customizable-app-your-child#comments" ["feedburner"]=> array(1) { ["origlink"]=> string(67) "http://www.autism-blog.com/nodeslooking-customizable-app-your-child" } ["summary"]=> string(2318) "<div class="field field-name-body field-type-text-with-summary field-label-hidden"><div class="field-items"><div class="field-item even"><p style="text-align: left; ">W<img src="https://lh3.ggpht.com/fqxGuC5pzrgcKH5Wi-yD_Kq_M2wXhnBL09gWahbKzwIn4h3YcY2eEZ3ln_i3W7D25Q=w124" style="margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 10px; float: left; width: 100px; height: 100px; " />ith our recent iLearnNEarn series, we have created and app that can be changed to fit your child's needs.</p> <p>By using the iLearnNEarn - Lite app, you can assign all different activities into this one app. It's like all of our other apps jammed into one! It's very convenient for those who want to have new activities added and when this app is released in the paid version, you will be able to subscribe monthly for continuous new content added frequently.</p> <p>This app is to be used side by side with iLearnNEarn - Care. This app is used to change the assigned activities, questions, rewards, and to see collected data. Soon these apps will be integrated into one app so the functionality will be even easier to use.</p> <p> </p> <p>iLearnNEarn - Lite and - Care can be found here on Google Play:<br /><a href="http://goo.gl/abxxp">http://goo.gl/abxxp</a><br /><a href="http://goo.gl/ybCZ0">http://goo.gl/ybCZ0</a></p> <p>Also, here on iTunes:<br /><a href="http://goo.gl/ddGbF">http://goo.gl/ddGbF</a><br /><a href="http://goo.gl/rjFI8">http://goo.gl/rjFI8</a></p> </div></div></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/v7fw1-lGxdg-OnL4jpkADEIP87U/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/v7fw1-lGxdg-OnL4jpkADEIP87U/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/v7fw1-lGxdg-OnL4jpkADEIP87U/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/v7fw1-lGxdg-OnL4jpkADEIP87U/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?a=lRM36tfvNwc:eBvvVRo5U8o:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?a=lRM36tfvNwc:eBvvVRo5U8o:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?i=lRM36tfvNwc:eBvvVRo5U8o:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> </div>" } [6]=> array(9) { ["title"]=> string(22) "do boys have hormones?" ["link"]=> string(94) "http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/OnlineAutismCommunity/~3/0cQwacS-nko/nodesdo-boys-have-hormones" ["description"]=> string(1903) "<div class="field field-name-body field-type-text-with-summary field-label-hidden"><div class="field-items"><div class="field-item even"><p>Lil A is now six, and I think he is going through a growth spurt. More like a maturity spurt. His fuse all of a sudden has gotten super short. </p> <p>"No, I do not want meat, WAAAAH!" Things that bothered him before now completely set him off. I feel like I have a teenage girl that has just broken up with her boyfriend and everything makes her sob.</p> <p>When he cried over the lack of drawing paper at church my husband looked at me, confused.</p> <p>"Its hormones." I said.</p> <p>Confused face turned to frightened face.</p> <p>"Growth spurt hormones."</p> <p>Frightened face softened, slightly. He squinted at me.</p> <p>"Well, thats what I am going to call it."</p> <p> </p> <p>Maybe it is the same cries as before, but they are bothering me more than before? It just seems more amplified. At least he can tell us more.</p> <p>"You make me ANGRY about that!" "WAAAAAH!"</p> </div></div></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/JN_Fz95yf2-sgBB0419wiTmFNyQ/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/JN_Fz95yf2-sgBB0419wiTmFNyQ/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/JN_Fz95yf2-sgBB0419wiTmFNyQ/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/JN_Fz95yf2-sgBB0419wiTmFNyQ/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?a=0cQwacS-nko:3rod7Wm2jeE:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?a=0cQwacS-nko:3rod7Wm2jeE:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?i=0cQwacS-nko:3rod7Wm2jeE:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> </div>" ["pubdate"]=> string(31) "Mon, 14 May 2012 20:53:33 +0000" ["dc"]=> array(1) { ["creator"]=> string(7) "zaremom" } ["guid"]=> string(35) "11270 at http://www.autism-blog.com" ["comments"]=> string(62) "http://www.autism-blog.com/nodesdo-boys-have-hormones#comments" ["feedburner"]=> array(1) { ["origlink"]=> string(53) "http://www.autism-blog.com/nodesdo-boys-have-hormones" } ["summary"]=> string(1903) "<div class="field field-name-body field-type-text-with-summary field-label-hidden"><div class="field-items"><div class="field-item even"><p>Lil A is now six, and I think he is going through a growth spurt. More like a maturity spurt. His fuse all of a sudden has gotten super short. </p> <p>"No, I do not want meat, WAAAAH!" Things that bothered him before now completely set him off. I feel like I have a teenage girl that has just broken up with her boyfriend and everything makes her sob.</p> <p>When he cried over the lack of drawing paper at church my husband looked at me, confused.</p> <p>"Its hormones." I said.</p> <p>Confused face turned to frightened face.</p> <p>"Growth spurt hormones."</p> <p>Frightened face softened, slightly. He squinted at me.</p> <p>"Well, thats what I am going to call it."</p> <p> </p> <p>Maybe it is the same cries as before, but they are bothering me more than before? It just seems more amplified. At least he can tell us more.</p> <p>"You make me ANGRY about that!" "WAAAAAH!"</p> </div></div></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/JN_Fz95yf2-sgBB0419wiTmFNyQ/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/JN_Fz95yf2-sgBB0419wiTmFNyQ/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/JN_Fz95yf2-sgBB0419wiTmFNyQ/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/JN_Fz95yf2-sgBB0419wiTmFNyQ/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?a=0cQwacS-nko:3rod7Wm2jeE:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?a=0cQwacS-nko:3rod7Wm2jeE:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?i=0cQwacS-nko:3rod7Wm2jeE:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> </div>" } [7]=> array(9) { ["title"]=> string(27) "One More Week Until Her IEP" ["link"]=> string(100) "http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/OnlineAutismCommunity/~3/7XAMcOBoYaM/nodesone-more-week-until-her-iep" ["description"]=> string(2493) "<div class="field field-name-body field-type-text-with-summary field-label-hidden"><div class="field-items"><div class="field-item even"><p>     In one week I will be attending Lala's IEP.  Yesterday I found out that my husband will not be able to attend because of a complicated work issue.   (I agree with him and understand but I am not a happy camper.)  I am the sensitive one and he is the rock.  I am getting teary-eyed just typing this.  "I am stronger then I think I am."  (Repeat infinitely many times to myself.) </p> <p>     Anyhow, I requested a copy of the report and received it earlier this week.  I did not get the speech therapist or occupational therapist reports.  Even though Lala has made so much progress over the year she is still not where her age group should be.  I shouldn't be surprised, but I guess I was hoping for a miracle (not that I am giving up on that idea.)  Will she be promoted to Kindergarten?  Will they retain her?  Will the district be able to provide a structured environment and teacher?  I don't know the answers, but I have to put my trust in God.  Otherwise, I will drive myself crazy. </p> <p>     This weekend my husband and I will be working on the goals we want for Lala for the next school year.  My husband will also type up all his concerns and questions for me to ask the IEP group.  I also decided that I am not signing anything until we both talk it over together. </p> <p>False</p> <p>Expectations</p> <p>Appearing</p> <p>Real</p> <p>I hate fear.  "I am stronger then I think I am." (Rinse, lather, repeat...smile)</p> </div></div></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/WQ5ly0rHvQo-GnSBKQQDbRxbgPw/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/WQ5ly0rHvQo-GnSBKQQDbRxbgPw/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/WQ5ly0rHvQo-GnSBKQQDbRxbgPw/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/WQ5ly0rHvQo-GnSBKQQDbRxbgPw/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?a=7XAMcOBoYaM:qgGaC3Da4vM:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?a=7XAMcOBoYaM:qgGaC3Da4vM:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?i=7XAMcOBoYaM:qgGaC3Da4vM:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> </div>" ["pubdate"]=> string(31) "Thu, 10 May 2012 15:37:22 +0000" ["dc"]=> array(1) { ["creator"]=> string(8) "LalasMom" } ["guid"]=> string(35) "11266 at http://www.autism-blog.com" ["comments"]=> string(68) "http://www.autism-blog.com/nodesone-more-week-until-her-iep#comments" ["feedburner"]=> array(1) { ["origlink"]=> string(59) "http://www.autism-blog.com/nodesone-more-week-until-her-iep" } ["summary"]=> string(2493) "<div class="field field-name-body field-type-text-with-summary field-label-hidden"><div class="field-items"><div class="field-item even"><p>     In one week I will be attending Lala's IEP.  Yesterday I found out that my husband will not be able to attend because of a complicated work issue.   (I agree with him and understand but I am not a happy camper.)  I am the sensitive one and he is the rock.  I am getting teary-eyed just typing this.  "I am stronger then I think I am."  (Repeat infinitely many times to myself.) </p> <p>     Anyhow, I requested a copy of the report and received it earlier this week.  I did not get the speech therapist or occupational therapist reports.  Even though Lala has made so much progress over the year she is still not where her age group should be.  I shouldn't be surprised, but I guess I was hoping for a miracle (not that I am giving up on that idea.)  Will she be promoted to Kindergarten?  Will they retain her?  Will the district be able to provide a structured environment and teacher?  I don't know the answers, but I have to put my trust in God.  Otherwise, I will drive myself crazy. </p> <p>     This weekend my husband and I will be working on the goals we want for Lala for the next school year.  My husband will also type up all his concerns and questions for me to ask the IEP group.  I also decided that I am not signing anything until we both talk it over together. </p> <p>False</p> <p>Expectations</p> <p>Appearing</p> <p>Real</p> <p>I hate fear.  "I am stronger then I think I am." (Rinse, lather, repeat...smile)</p> </div></div></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/WQ5ly0rHvQo-GnSBKQQDbRxbgPw/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/WQ5ly0rHvQo-GnSBKQQDbRxbgPw/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/WQ5ly0rHvQo-GnSBKQQDbRxbgPw/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/WQ5ly0rHvQo-GnSBKQQDbRxbgPw/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?a=7XAMcOBoYaM:qgGaC3Da4vM:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?a=7XAMcOBoYaM:qgGaC3Da4vM:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?i=7XAMcOBoYaM:qgGaC3Da4vM:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> </div>" } [8]=> array(9) { ["title"]=> string(39) "LESSONS IN RAISING A CHILD WITH AUTISM." ["link"]=> string(101) "http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/OnlineAutismCommunity/~3/UGkJeIjtjuU/nodeslessons-raising-child-autism" ["description"]=> string(3353) "<div class="field field-name-body field-type-text-with-summary field-label-hidden"><div class="field-items"><div class="field-item even"><p>  WHEN MY SON WAS BORN, IN MY EYES HE WAS PERFECT LITTLE BOY. HE STARTED WALKING AT 12 MONTH OLD, HE WAS SAYING FEW WORDS BY THE TIME HE WAS 15 MONTH OLD. WHEN HE WAS ABOUT 3, PEOPLE COULDN'T  UNDERSTAND WHAT HE WAS SAYING, HE WAS AFRAID OF TOYS WITH NOISES, HAD TO TAKE BUTTERIES OUT, HE DIDN'T SLEEP FIRST TWO YEARS, EXCEPT FOR ROCKING HIM ALL THE TIME. WAS VERY AFRAID OF PEOPLE YELLING, LOUD NOISES, KIDS BEING AGGRESSIVE, DIDN'T USE THE BATHROOM UNTIL  HE WAS ALMOST FIVE. THE PEDIATRICIAN WOULD SAY, ;THERE IS NOTHING WRONG WITH HIM'.  WHEN WE WHERE AT  THE PLAY GROUND ONE DAY, THERE WAS   LADY  WITH HER CHILD, WATCHING MY SON BEING AFRAID TO GET CLOSE TO OTHER KIDS, SHE SAID, ;YOUR SON WILL HAVE A HARD TIME IN SCHOOL, I WAS IN SHOCK AND VERY ANGRY AT HER SAYING THIS TO ME. IT BECAME VERY OBVIOUS, THAT SHE WAS RIGHT, BY THE 3 GRADE. DON'T LISTEN TO OTHERS SAYING THERE  IS NOTHING WRONG, BELIEF  IN  YOUR INSTINCT, EVEN WHEN YOUR HUSBAND OR PARTNER WILL BE IN  DENIAL, YOU DO YOUR OWN INVESTIGATION, FIND THE RIGHT DOCTOR. FORGET ABOUT YOUR BELIEFS, YOUR FEARS, WHEN IT COMES TO  GIVING YOUR CHILD MEDICATION, BECAUSE SOME TIMES THERE IS NO OTHER CHOICE. FORGET ABOUT CONVENTIONAL APPROACH TO RAISING YOUR CHILD, LOOK OUT SIDE OF THE BOX, LISTEN TO YOUR CHILD, WATCH OUT FOR CHANGES, ASK QUESTION ABOUT SCHOOL. LOOK FOR THINGS YOUR CHILD GOOD AT, EXPLORE THAT, SUPPORT THAT, THEY WILL PROBABLY TALK ABOUT THERE INTEREST FOR HOURS, BUT WHO ELSE WILL REALLY LISTEN, IF NOT US. GIVE THEM TIME, TO BE BY THEM SELF, THEY NEED A LONE TIME, IF THEY WANT TO WEAR SOME THINGS THAT YOU THINK IS NOT FASHIONABLE, WHO CARES, IS LONG THEY ARE COMFORTABLE, FIND THE THINGS THEY WILL LIKE TO EAT, USUALLY VERY NARROW CHOICES. GIVE  THEM VISUAL SCHEDULE, WILL HELP THEM NOT TO BE  STRESSED. GIVE THEM ADVANCE NOTICE ABOUT CHANGES OR WHERE YOU ARE TAKING   THEM OR WHEN SOME ONE WILL COME TO THE HOUSE. BY THE TIME, YOUR  CHILD WILL BE 12, 13, YOU WILL SEE CHANGES IN THEIR BEHAVIOR. PUBERTY WILL BE VERY DIFFICULT THING FOR THEM. KIDS WITH AUTISM, MORE AT RISK AT THIS TIME FOR DEPRESSION, ANXIETY, OCD. YOU WILL NEED MORE PATENTS  AND LOVE, THEN EVER BEFORE. TRY TO SEE THINGS FROM THEIR PROSPECTIVE, THEY DO HAVE THERE OWN WORLD, WHERE THEY ARE HAPPY IN, WE ARE JUST GUEST THERE. FEEL FREE TO SEND YOUR FEED BACK.</p> </div></div></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ovaqZOvCLpP_YeH2FioWFqtewTc/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ovaqZOvCLpP_YeH2FioWFqtewTc/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ovaqZOvCLpP_YeH2FioWFqtewTc/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ovaqZOvCLpP_YeH2FioWFqtewTc/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?a=UGkJeIjtjuU:ALoe6jxfrh8:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?a=UGkJeIjtjuU:ALoe6jxfrh8:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?i=UGkJeIjtjuU:ALoe6jxfrh8:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> </div>" ["pubdate"]=> string(31) "Tue, 08 May 2012 23:50:07 +0000" ["dc"]=> array(1) { ["creator"]=> string(4) "lola" } ["guid"]=> string(35) "11265 at http://www.autism-blog.com" ["comments"]=> string(69) "http://www.autism-blog.com/nodeslessons-raising-child-autism#comments" ["feedburner"]=> array(1) { ["origlink"]=> string(60) "http://www.autism-blog.com/nodeslessons-raising-child-autism" } ["summary"]=> string(3353) "<div class="field field-name-body field-type-text-with-summary field-label-hidden"><div class="field-items"><div class="field-item even"><p>  WHEN MY SON WAS BORN, IN MY EYES HE WAS PERFECT LITTLE BOY. HE STARTED WALKING AT 12 MONTH OLD, HE WAS SAYING FEW WORDS BY THE TIME HE WAS 15 MONTH OLD. WHEN HE WAS ABOUT 3, PEOPLE COULDN'T  UNDERSTAND WHAT HE WAS SAYING, HE WAS AFRAID OF TOYS WITH NOISES, HAD TO TAKE BUTTERIES OUT, HE DIDN'T SLEEP FIRST TWO YEARS, EXCEPT FOR ROCKING HIM ALL THE TIME. WAS VERY AFRAID OF PEOPLE YELLING, LOUD NOISES, KIDS BEING AGGRESSIVE, DIDN'T USE THE BATHROOM UNTIL  HE WAS ALMOST FIVE. THE PEDIATRICIAN WOULD SAY, ;THERE IS NOTHING WRONG WITH HIM'.  WHEN WE WHERE AT  THE PLAY GROUND ONE DAY, THERE WAS   LADY  WITH HER CHILD, WATCHING MY SON BEING AFRAID TO GET CLOSE TO OTHER KIDS, SHE SAID, ;YOUR SON WILL HAVE A HARD TIME IN SCHOOL, I WAS IN SHOCK AND VERY ANGRY AT HER SAYING THIS TO ME. IT BECAME VERY OBVIOUS, THAT SHE WAS RIGHT, BY THE 3 GRADE. DON'T LISTEN TO OTHERS SAYING THERE  IS NOTHING WRONG, BELIEF  IN  YOUR INSTINCT, EVEN WHEN YOUR HUSBAND OR PARTNER WILL BE IN  DENIAL, YOU DO YOUR OWN INVESTIGATION, FIND THE RIGHT DOCTOR. FORGET ABOUT YOUR BELIEFS, YOUR FEARS, WHEN IT COMES TO  GIVING YOUR CHILD MEDICATION, BECAUSE SOME TIMES THERE IS NO OTHER CHOICE. FORGET ABOUT CONVENTIONAL APPROACH TO RAISING YOUR CHILD, LOOK OUT SIDE OF THE BOX, LISTEN TO YOUR CHILD, WATCH OUT FOR CHANGES, ASK QUESTION ABOUT SCHOOL. LOOK FOR THINGS YOUR CHILD GOOD AT, EXPLORE THAT, SUPPORT THAT, THEY WILL PROBABLY TALK ABOUT THERE INTEREST FOR HOURS, BUT WHO ELSE WILL REALLY LISTEN, IF NOT US. GIVE THEM TIME, TO BE BY THEM SELF, THEY NEED A LONE TIME, IF THEY WANT TO WEAR SOME THINGS THAT YOU THINK IS NOT FASHIONABLE, WHO CARES, IS LONG THEY ARE COMFORTABLE, FIND THE THINGS THEY WILL LIKE TO EAT, USUALLY VERY NARROW CHOICES. GIVE  THEM VISUAL SCHEDULE, WILL HELP THEM NOT TO BE  STRESSED. GIVE THEM ADVANCE NOTICE ABOUT CHANGES OR WHERE YOU ARE TAKING   THEM OR WHEN SOME ONE WILL COME TO THE HOUSE. BY THE TIME, YOUR  CHILD WILL BE 12, 13, YOU WILL SEE CHANGES IN THEIR BEHAVIOR. PUBERTY WILL BE VERY DIFFICULT THING FOR THEM. KIDS WITH AUTISM, MORE AT RISK AT THIS TIME FOR DEPRESSION, ANXIETY, OCD. YOU WILL NEED MORE PATENTS  AND LOVE, THEN EVER BEFORE. TRY TO SEE THINGS FROM THEIR PROSPECTIVE, THEY DO HAVE THERE OWN WORLD, WHERE THEY ARE HAPPY IN, WE ARE JUST GUEST THERE. FEEL FREE TO SEND YOUR FEED BACK.</p> </div></div></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ovaqZOvCLpP_YeH2FioWFqtewTc/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ovaqZOvCLpP_YeH2FioWFqtewTc/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ovaqZOvCLpP_YeH2FioWFqtewTc/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ovaqZOvCLpP_YeH2FioWFqtewTc/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?a=UGkJeIjtjuU:ALoe6jxfrh8:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?a=UGkJeIjtjuU:ALoe6jxfrh8:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?i=UGkJeIjtjuU:ALoe6jxfrh8:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> </div>" } [9]=> array(9) { ["title"]=> string(13) "Support Group" ["link"]=> string(86) "http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/OnlineAutismCommunity/~3/yCOmr_4bUtw/nodessupport-group" ["description"]=> string(1841) "<div class="field field-name-body field-type-text-with-summary field-label-hidden"><div class="field-items"><div class="field-item even"><p>     Last week I went to a support group of parents with disabled children.  It was awesome!  I learned so much.  Even though we all had children at different levels, we all shared a common thread.  We all knew how it felt when we found out about are children.  We all knew all the feelings and emotions that we have gone through and will go through on this journey.  We all wanted the best for our children.  We all wanted to help each other the best way we knew how.  It was very powerful! </p> <p>I know that God gave me what I can handle. I didn't always feel like this, but over time I have finally believed it.  I know that if He brought me to it, then He will see me through it.   I know that I am stronger than I  think I am.  I also know that I will be a better Mom to Lala and her brother.</p> </div></div></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/D6Llre7Caw8IoK_cqgp3AgamPo0/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/D6Llre7Caw8IoK_cqgp3AgamPo0/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/D6Llre7Caw8IoK_cqgp3AgamPo0/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/D6Llre7Caw8IoK_cqgp3AgamPo0/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?a=yCOmr_4bUtw:gy59xU6vWjE:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?a=yCOmr_4bUtw:gy59xU6vWjE:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?i=yCOmr_4bUtw:gy59xU6vWjE:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> </div>" ["pubdate"]=> string(31) "Mon, 07 May 2012 22:24:08 +0000" ["dc"]=> array(1) { ["creator"]=> string(8) "LalasMom" } ["guid"]=> string(35) "11263 at http://www.autism-blog.com" ["comments"]=> string(54) "http://www.autism-blog.com/nodessupport-group#comments" ["feedburner"]=> array(1) { ["origlink"]=> string(45) "http://www.autism-blog.com/nodessupport-group" } ["summary"]=> string(1841) "<div class="field field-name-body field-type-text-with-summary field-label-hidden"><div class="field-items"><div class="field-item even"><p>     Last week I went to a support group of parents with disabled children.  It was awesome!  I learned so much.  Even though we all had children at different levels, we all shared a common thread.  We all knew how it felt when we found out about are children.  We all knew all the feelings and emotions that we have gone through and will go through on this journey.  We all wanted the best for our children.  We all wanted to help each other the best way we knew how.  It was very powerful! </p> <p>I know that God gave me what I can handle. I didn't always feel like this, but over time I have finally believed it.  I know that if He brought me to it, then He will see me through it.   I know that I am stronger than I  think I am.  I also know that I will be a better Mom to Lala and her brother.</p> </div></div></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/D6Llre7Caw8IoK_cqgp3AgamPo0/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/D6Llre7Caw8IoK_cqgp3AgamPo0/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/D6Llre7Caw8IoK_cqgp3AgamPo0/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/D6Llre7Caw8IoK_cqgp3AgamPo0/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?a=yCOmr_4bUtw:gy59xU6vWjE:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a 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Please sign up!" } ["textinput"]=> array(0) { } ["image"]=> array(0) { } ["feed_type"]=> string(3) "RSS" ["feed_version"]=> string(3) "2.0" ["stack"]=> array(0) { } ["inchannel"]=> bool(false) ["initem"]=> bool(false) ["incontent"]=> bool(false) ["intextinput"]=> bool(false) ["inimage"]=> bool(false) ["current_field"]=> string(0) "" ["current_namespace"]=> bool(false) ["_CONTENT_CONSTRUCTS"]=> array(6) { [0]=> string(7) "content" [1]=> string(7) "summary" [2]=> string(4) "info" [3]=> string(5) "title" [4]=> string(7) "tagline" [5]=> string(9) "copyright" } ["last_modified"]=> string(31) "Sun, 20 May 2012 18:47:14 GMT " ["etag"]=> string(29) "MCC5ATHWNPIRBCwWmqn1HjJa2FU " ["from_cache"]=> int(1) } } ["feed"]=> object(magpierss)(20) { ["parser"]=> int(0) ["current_item"]=> array(0) { } ["items"]=> array(10) { [0]=> array(9) { ["title"]=> string(29) "being thankful for good days." ["link"]=> string(97) "http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/OnlineAutismCommunity/~3/uiBudkRIQBg/nodesbeing-thankful-good-days" ["description"]=> string(1919) "<div class="field field-name-body field-type-text-with-summary field-label-hidden"><div class="field-items"><div class="field-item even"><p>My son is 13 years old now, he has HFA. sense he was 9 years old, it's been rollercoaster ride. He is going trough puberty now, he has so many different emotions, that lately he became depressed and more aggressive.The situation was getting worse by the minute, so I had to put my feelings a side, seek help from his psychiatrict and put him on meds  This mothers day for me was the best, because after couple of years not going any where, my son joined us for brunch, he was  nerves at first, but after awhile he ate and had conversation with every one in the family. Second great thing for me, after a long time, me and my son  been taking walks again, the way we use to when he was younger. So, more  and more I am realizing to be grateful for small things. Having a child with special needs, you really do as a parent, celebrate small progresses and never taking  anything for granted.</p> </div></div></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/1geYuxDpE36_jLMj7hWZErNrwdc/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/1geYuxDpE36_jLMj7hWZErNrwdc/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/1geYuxDpE36_jLMj7hWZErNrwdc/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/1geYuxDpE36_jLMj7hWZErNrwdc/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?a=uiBudkRIQBg:yHicpcseKn0:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?a=uiBudkRIQBg:yHicpcseKn0:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?i=uiBudkRIQBg:yHicpcseKn0:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> </div>" ["pubdate"]=> string(31) "Sun, 20 May 2012 15:40:04 +0000" ["dc"]=> array(1) { ["creator"]=> string(4) "lola" } ["guid"]=> string(35) "11280 at http://www.autism-blog.com" ["comments"]=> string(65) "http://www.autism-blog.com/nodesbeing-thankful-good-days#comments" ["feedburner"]=> array(1) { ["origlink"]=> string(56) "http://www.autism-blog.com/nodesbeing-thankful-good-days" } ["summary"]=> string(1919) "<div class="field field-name-body field-type-text-with-summary field-label-hidden"><div class="field-items"><div class="field-item even"><p>My son is 13 years old now, he has HFA. sense he was 9 years old, it's been rollercoaster ride. He is going trough puberty now, he has so many different emotions, that lately he became depressed and more aggressive.The situation was getting worse by the minute, so I had to put my feelings a side, seek help from his psychiatrict and put him on meds  This mothers day for me was the best, because after couple of years not going any where, my son joined us for brunch, he was  nerves at first, but after awhile he ate and had conversation with every one in the family. Second great thing for me, after a long time, me and my son  been taking walks again, the way we use to when he was younger. So, more  and more I am realizing to be grateful for small things. Having a child with special needs, you really do as a parent, celebrate small progresses and never taking  anything for granted.</p> </div></div></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/1geYuxDpE36_jLMj7hWZErNrwdc/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/1geYuxDpE36_jLMj7hWZErNrwdc/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/1geYuxDpE36_jLMj7hWZErNrwdc/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/1geYuxDpE36_jLMj7hWZErNrwdc/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?a=uiBudkRIQBg:yHicpcseKn0:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?a=uiBudkRIQBg:yHicpcseKn0:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?i=uiBudkRIQBg:yHicpcseKn0:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> </div>" } [1]=> array(9) { ["title"]=> string(15) "A Wonderful IEP" ["link"]=> string(86) "http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/OnlineAutismCommunity/~3/11t8mzx1jFo/nodeswonderful-iep" ["description"]=> string(2088) "<div class="field field-name-body field-type-text-with-summary field-label-hidden"><div class="field-items"><div class="field-item even"><p>Yesterday was Lala's IEP and it went wonderful.  I requested the report prior to the meeting and that was a great help.  I had questions and concerns ready for the team.  Each person read their section of the report and explained the types of testing that occurred.  Lala was recommended to Kindergarten in a Special Day Class.  When Lala is ready her teacher will gradually place her in a "regular" kindergarten class for part of the day.  According to the IEP team, her new teacher is great. The new teacher is huge on parent contact (which I think is awesome).  The elementary principal was also at the meeting and she seemed very genuine and reassured me that the staff are just as great as the staff for Pre-K. </p> <p>Lala will continue to get OT, Speech Therapy, and will also get Adaptive PE.  Adaptive PE will help her with her balance and help her coordination.  I wish that started last year, but at least she is getting it now.  Lala has been talking about going to Kindergarten, and now I can confirm that she will be going next year. :)</p> </div></div></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/jaHMhcbzfaO1xRglYvhq6Z1lwpg/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/jaHMhcbzfaO1xRglYvhq6Z1lwpg/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/jaHMhcbzfaO1xRglYvhq6Z1lwpg/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/jaHMhcbzfaO1xRglYvhq6Z1lwpg/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?a=11t8mzx1jFo:VWvnJIK6L8c:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img 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and concerns ready for the team.  Each person read their section of the report and explained the types of testing that occurred.  Lala was recommended to Kindergarten in a Special Day Class.  When Lala is ready her teacher will gradually place her in a "regular" kindergarten class for part of the day.  According to the IEP team, her new teacher is great. The new teacher is huge on parent contact (which I think is awesome).  The elementary principal was also at the meeting and she seemed very genuine and reassured me that the staff are just as great as the staff for Pre-K. </p> <p>Lala will continue to get OT, Speech Therapy, and will also get Adaptive PE.  Adaptive PE will help her with her balance and help her coordination.  I wish that started last year, but at least she is getting it now.  Lala has been talking about going to Kindergarten, and now I can confirm that she will be going next year. :)</p> </div></div></div> <p><a 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"http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/OnlineAutismCommunity/~3/1UVtTMZA_0Q/nodeslie-and-truth" ["description"]=> string(3801) "<div class="field field-name-body field-type-text-with-summary field-label-hidden"><div class="field-items"><div class="field-item even"><p>Tonight I went to Petco to get some Nature's Miracle, a doggy stain and odor remover for puppy accidents that works really well.  </p> <p>I get the 24 oz spray bottle and the multi-gallon jug.  It's heavy.  I carry everything up to the cash register and there's a line.  In front of me is a woman a little older than me.  On a leash she has what looks like a shepherd/collie mix.  She turns to look at me and smiles in that nice way midwesterners do.  She sees my Nature's Miracle 3 million gallon jug in my arms and she says, "Oh!  Do you have a puppy at home?  What kind of dog do you have?"  I just look at her, unsure how to answer.  I smile and stammer, "yes I have a poodle mix at home.  She's 10 weeks."  I try to enhance my smile, curl the edges of my mouth up a little and I manage a small laugh, "it's so much fun!"</p> <p>It's a lie.  A huge big-ass lie.  The stain/odor remover isn't for a puppy, I don't have any pets.  The stain/odor remover is for my kid.  My almost 9 year old kid.  </p> <p>The woman in front of me pays and uses her frequent shopper card.  She turns to me again, "do you have one of these?  You better get one!  The points add up and you're going to need it!"  She's waving the card as one would wave the flag on the 4th of July.  Dog food's expensive, isn't it?"  "Yes, it is" I manage to say.  "Well, have fun with that new puppy!" she says to me as she gathers her bag filled with chew toys and a few chew bones and leaves the store.  "Do you have a frequent shopper card?" asks the pimply teenager with a monotone voice and a bad polyester vest.  On the vest is his name tag and a pin that says "Ask me about my dog!" below it.  "Uh, no I don't."  "You should get one if you have a puppy," he says with no inflection.  "I will, I'm just in a hurry," I say.   He efficiently rings up my purchase and I leave.</p> <p>I don't want a frequent shopper card because that would mean my daughter will continue to have accidents and "play" in her excrement.  I don't want a frequent shopper card because that will mean I'm admitting this is going to happen again.  And again.  And again.  I can't do that.  I can't live with that right now, that realization that my almost 9 year old may NEVER stop this behavior.  I don't want a frequent shopper card not because I'm ashamed I'm buying it for my child and not a dog but because the multi-gallon jug is reminder enough.  Every time I open my closet this jug seemingly the size of Kansas looms at me.  The fact that in a few months I will go in and buy another one is just too much.  </p> <p>Is that denial or is it merely survival?  I don't know, maybe it's both.  I do know it's the best I can do right now.  That's the Honest Truth. </p> <p> </p> <p> </p> </div></div></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/aZTc27oiaS3T1NetMyL6k4Tpdcg/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/aZTc27oiaS3T1NetMyL6k4Tpdcg/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/aZTc27oiaS3T1NetMyL6k4Tpdcg/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/aZTc27oiaS3T1NetMyL6k4Tpdcg/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?a=1UVtTMZA_0Q:F04R3YMgHBA:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?a=1UVtTMZA_0Q:F04R3YMgHBA:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?i=1UVtTMZA_0Q:F04R3YMgHBA:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> </div>" ["pubdate"]=> string(31) "Wed, 16 May 2012 23:12:47 +0000" ["dc"]=> array(1) { ["creator"]=> string(7) "modmom3" } ["guid"]=> string(35) "11278 at http://www.autism-blog.com" ["comments"]=> string(54) "http://www.autism-blog.com/nodeslie-and-truth#comments" ["feedburner"]=> array(1) { ["origlink"]=> string(45) "http://www.autism-blog.com/nodeslie-and-truth" } ["summary"]=> string(3801) "<div class="field field-name-body field-type-text-with-summary field-label-hidden"><div class="field-items"><div class="field-item even"><p>Tonight I went to Petco to get some Nature's Miracle, a doggy stain and odor remover for puppy accidents that works really well.  </p> <p>I get the 24 oz spray bottle and the multi-gallon jug.  It's heavy.  I carry everything up to the cash register and there's a line.  In front of me is a woman a little older than me.  On a leash she has what looks like a shepherd/collie mix.  She turns to look at me and smiles in that nice way midwesterners do.  She sees my Nature's Miracle 3 million gallon jug in my arms and she says, "Oh!  Do you have a puppy at home?  What kind of dog do you have?"  I just look at her, unsure how to answer.  I smile and stammer, "yes I have a poodle mix at home.  She's 10 weeks."  I try to enhance my smile, curl the edges of my mouth up a little and I manage a small laugh, "it's so much fun!"</p> <p>It's a lie.  A huge big-ass lie.  The stain/odor remover isn't for a puppy, I don't have any pets.  The stain/odor remover is for my kid.  My almost 9 year old kid.  </p> <p>The woman in front of me pays and uses her frequent shopper card.  She turns to me again, "do you have one of these?  You better get one!  The points add up and you're going to need it!"  She's waving the card as one would wave the flag on the 4th of July.  Dog food's expensive, isn't it?"  "Yes, it is" I manage to say.  "Well, have fun with that new puppy!" she says to me as she gathers her bag filled with chew toys and a few chew bones and leaves the store.  "Do you have a frequent shopper card?" asks the pimply teenager with a monotone voice and a bad polyester vest.  On the vest is his name tag and a pin that says "Ask me about my dog!" below it.  "Uh, no I don't."  "You should get one if you have a puppy," he says with no inflection.  "I will, I'm just in a hurry," I say.   He efficiently rings up my purchase and I leave.</p> <p>I don't want a frequent shopper card because that would mean my daughter will continue to have accidents and "play" in her excrement.  I don't want a frequent shopper card because that will mean I'm admitting this is going to happen again.  And again.  And again.  I can't do that.  I can't live with that right now, that realization that my almost 9 year old may NEVER stop this behavior.  I don't want a frequent shopper card not because I'm ashamed I'm buying it for my child and not a dog but because the multi-gallon jug is reminder enough.  Every time I open my closet this jug seemingly the size of Kansas looms at me.  The fact that in a few months I will go in and buy another one is just too much.  </p> <p>Is that denial or is it merely survival?  I don't know, maybe it's both.  I do know it's the best I can do right now.  That's the Honest Truth. </p> <p> </p> <p> </p> </div></div></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/aZTc27oiaS3T1NetMyL6k4Tpdcg/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/aZTc27oiaS3T1NetMyL6k4Tpdcg/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/aZTc27oiaS3T1NetMyL6k4Tpdcg/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/aZTc27oiaS3T1NetMyL6k4Tpdcg/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?a=1UVtTMZA_0Q:F04R3YMgHBA:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?a=1UVtTMZA_0Q:F04R3YMgHBA:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?i=1UVtTMZA_0Q:F04R3YMgHBA:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> </div>" } [3]=> array(9) { ["title"]=> string(24) "My son with Asperbergers" ["link"]=> string(92) "http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/OnlineAutismCommunity/~3/Jl88YHn2jc8/nodesmy-son-asperbergers" ["description"]=> string(1894) "<div class="field field-name-body field-type-text-with-summary field-label-hidden"><div class="field-items"><div class="field-item even"><p>Hello, my name Lori and my son Matthew is 4 and has Asperbergers. He was not diagnosed by a MD, but by the school district. I knew something was different with Matt when he was 10 months old. He has been getting services from the county and school district for about 1 year now. I feel like I need to vent because I am so confused and frustrated about all of this. I feel like I have no control over my son and feel like there is no one to help me. I see myself getting soooo frustrated with my son and I feel so angry that this is happening to my family. At the  same time, I feel so mad at myself for feeling this way since I have such a healthy fun loving boy. I feel so lost  and depressed. I have trouble sleeping at night because my wheels are constantly spinning about what to do and how to help my son. I would love some advice about what to do.</p> <p>Thanks!!</p> </div></div></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/KGCLl5w-88AjwHEtE0TSbrsv2ZM/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/KGCLl5w-88AjwHEtE0TSbrsv2ZM/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/KGCLl5w-88AjwHEtE0TSbrsv2ZM/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/KGCLl5w-88AjwHEtE0TSbrsv2ZM/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?a=Jl88YHn2jc8:JthkFI6xUXY:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?a=Jl88YHn2jc8:JthkFI6xUXY:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?i=Jl88YHn2jc8:JthkFI6xUXY:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> </div>" ["pubdate"]=> string(31) "Wed, 16 May 2012 14:00:55 +0000" ["dc"]=> array(1) { ["creator"]=> string(8) "rowdydog" } ["guid"]=> string(35) "11277 at http://www.autism-blog.com" ["comments"]=> string(60) "http://www.autism-blog.com/nodesmy-son-asperbergers#comments" ["feedburner"]=> array(1) { ["origlink"]=> string(51) "http://www.autism-blog.com/nodesmy-son-asperbergers" } ["summary"]=> string(1894) "<div class="field field-name-body field-type-text-with-summary field-label-hidden"><div class="field-items"><div class="field-item even"><p>Hello, my name Lori and my son Matthew is 4 and has Asperbergers. He was not diagnosed by a MD, but by the school district. I knew something was different with Matt when he was 10 months old. He has been getting services from the county and school district for about 1 year now. I feel like I need to vent because I am so confused and frustrated about all of this. I feel like I have no control over my son and feel like there is no one to help me. I see myself getting soooo frustrated with my son and I feel so angry that this is happening to my family. At the  same time, I feel so mad at myself for feeling this way since I have such a healthy fun loving boy. I feel so lost  and depressed. I have trouble sleeping at night because my wheels are constantly spinning about what to do and how to help my son. I would love some advice about what to do.</p> <p>Thanks!!</p> </div></div></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/KGCLl5w-88AjwHEtE0TSbrsv2ZM/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/KGCLl5w-88AjwHEtE0TSbrsv2ZM/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/KGCLl5w-88AjwHEtE0TSbrsv2ZM/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/KGCLl5w-88AjwHEtE0TSbrsv2ZM/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?a=Jl88YHn2jc8:JthkFI6xUXY:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?a=Jl88YHn2jc8:JthkFI6xUXY:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?i=Jl88YHn2jc8:JthkFI6xUXY:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> </div>" } [4]=> array(9) { ["title"]=> string(16) "Autism: A Photo" ["link"]=> string(85) "http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/OnlineAutismCommunity/~3/GdR-9H8pgUE/nodesautism-photo" ["description"]=> string(1259) "<div class="field field-name-field-image field-type-image field-label-hidden"><div class="field-items"><div class="field-item even"><a href="http://www.autism-blog.com/files/d5710a449ee311e1a9f71231382044a1_7.jpg"><img src="http://www.autism-blog.com/files/styles/medium/public/d5710a449ee311e1a9f71231382044a1_7.jpg" width="220" height="220" alt="" title="Autism: A Photo" /></a></div></div></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/OQEQgtCZBmnwkH3EBrwOyBRp7Ak/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/OQEQgtCZBmnwkH3EBrwOyBRp7Ak/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/OQEQgtCZBmnwkH3EBrwOyBRp7Ak/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/OQEQgtCZBmnwkH3EBrwOyBRp7Ak/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?a=GdR-9H8pgUE:M5m7laKo_AI:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?a=GdR-9H8pgUE:M5m7laKo_AI:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?i=GdR-9H8pgUE:M5m7laKo_AI:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> </div>" ["pubdate"]=> string(31) "Tue, 15 May 2012 23:28:11 +0000" ["dc"]=> array(1) { ["creator"]=> string(7) "modmom3" } ["guid"]=> string(35) "11273 at http://www.autism-blog.com" ["comments"]=> string(53) "http://www.autism-blog.com/nodesautism-photo#comments" ["feedburner"]=> array(1) { ["origlink"]=> string(44) "http://www.autism-blog.com/nodesautism-photo" } ["summary"]=> string(1259) "<div class="field field-name-field-image field-type-image field-label-hidden"><div class="field-items"><div class="field-item even"><a href="http://www.autism-blog.com/files/d5710a449ee311e1a9f71231382044a1_7.jpg"><img src="http://www.autism-blog.com/files/styles/medium/public/d5710a449ee311e1a9f71231382044a1_7.jpg" width="220" height="220" alt="" title="Autism: A Photo" /></a></div></div></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/OQEQgtCZBmnwkH3EBrwOyBRp7Ak/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/OQEQgtCZBmnwkH3EBrwOyBRp7Ak/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/OQEQgtCZBmnwkH3EBrwOyBRp7Ak/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/OQEQgtCZBmnwkH3EBrwOyBRp7Ak/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?a=GdR-9H8pgUE:M5m7laKo_AI:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?a=GdR-9H8pgUE:M5m7laKo_AI:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?i=GdR-9H8pgUE:M5m7laKo_AI:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> </div>" } [5]=> array(9) { ["title"]=> string(46) "Looking for a customizable app for your child?" ["link"]=> string(108) "http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/OnlineAutismCommunity/~3/lRM36tfvNwc/nodeslooking-customizable-app-your-child" ["description"]=> string(2318) "<div class="field field-name-body field-type-text-with-summary field-label-hidden"><div class="field-items"><div class="field-item even"><p style="text-align: left; ">W<img src="https://lh3.ggpht.com/fqxGuC5pzrgcKH5Wi-yD_Kq_M2wXhnBL09gWahbKzwIn4h3YcY2eEZ3ln_i3W7D25Q=w124" style="margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 10px; float: left; width: 100px; height: 100px; " />ith our recent iLearnNEarn series, we have created and app that can be changed to fit your child's needs.</p> <p>By using the iLearnNEarn - Lite app, you can assign all different activities into this one app. It's like all of our other apps jammed into one! It's very convenient for those who want to have new activities added and when this app is released in the paid version, you will be able to subscribe monthly for continuous new content added frequently.</p> <p>This app is to be used side by side with iLearnNEarn - Care. This app is used to change the assigned activities, questions, rewards, and to see collected data. Soon these apps will be integrated into one app so the functionality will be even easier to use.</p> <p> </p> <p>iLearnNEarn - Lite and - Care can be found here on Google Play:<br /><a href="http://goo.gl/abxxp">http://goo.gl/abxxp</a><br /><a href="http://goo.gl/ybCZ0">http://goo.gl/ybCZ0</a></p> <p>Also, here on iTunes:<br /><a href="http://goo.gl/ddGbF">http://goo.gl/ddGbF</a><br /><a href="http://goo.gl/rjFI8">http://goo.gl/rjFI8</a></p> </div></div></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/v7fw1-lGxdg-OnL4jpkADEIP87U/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/v7fw1-lGxdg-OnL4jpkADEIP87U/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/v7fw1-lGxdg-OnL4jpkADEIP87U/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/v7fw1-lGxdg-OnL4jpkADEIP87U/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?a=lRM36tfvNwc:eBvvVRo5U8o:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?a=lRM36tfvNwc:eBvvVRo5U8o:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?i=lRM36tfvNwc:eBvvVRo5U8o:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> </div>" ["pubdate"]=> string(31) "Tue, 15 May 2012 13:47:51 +0000" ["dc"]=> array(1) { ["creator"]=> string(7) "shanesh" } ["guid"]=> string(35) "11272 at http://www.autism-blog.com" ["comments"]=> string(76) "http://www.autism-blog.com/nodeslooking-customizable-app-your-child#comments" ["feedburner"]=> array(1) { ["origlink"]=> string(67) "http://www.autism-blog.com/nodeslooking-customizable-app-your-child" } ["summary"]=> string(2318) "<div class="field field-name-body field-type-text-with-summary field-label-hidden"><div class="field-items"><div class="field-item even"><p style="text-align: left; ">W<img src="https://lh3.ggpht.com/fqxGuC5pzrgcKH5Wi-yD_Kq_M2wXhnBL09gWahbKzwIn4h3YcY2eEZ3ln_i3W7D25Q=w124" style="margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 10px; float: left; width: 100px; height: 100px; " />ith our recent iLearnNEarn series, we have created and app that can be changed to fit your child's needs.</p> <p>By using the iLearnNEarn - Lite app, you can assign all different activities into this one app. It's like all of our other apps jammed into one! It's very convenient for those who want to have new activities added and when this app is released in the paid version, you will be able to subscribe monthly for continuous new content added frequently.</p> <p>This app is to be used side by side with iLearnNEarn - Care. This app is used to change the assigned activities, questions, rewards, and to see collected data. Soon these apps will be integrated into one app so the functionality will be even easier to use.</p> <p> </p> <p>iLearnNEarn - Lite and - Care can be found here on Google Play:<br /><a href="http://goo.gl/abxxp">http://goo.gl/abxxp</a><br /><a href="http://goo.gl/ybCZ0">http://goo.gl/ybCZ0</a></p> <p>Also, here on iTunes:<br /><a href="http://goo.gl/ddGbF">http://goo.gl/ddGbF</a><br /><a href="http://goo.gl/rjFI8">http://goo.gl/rjFI8</a></p> </div></div></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/v7fw1-lGxdg-OnL4jpkADEIP87U/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/v7fw1-lGxdg-OnL4jpkADEIP87U/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/v7fw1-lGxdg-OnL4jpkADEIP87U/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/v7fw1-lGxdg-OnL4jpkADEIP87U/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?a=lRM36tfvNwc:eBvvVRo5U8o:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?a=lRM36tfvNwc:eBvvVRo5U8o:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?i=lRM36tfvNwc:eBvvVRo5U8o:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> </div>" } [6]=> array(9) { ["title"]=> string(22) "do boys have hormones?" ["link"]=> string(94) "http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/OnlineAutismCommunity/~3/0cQwacS-nko/nodesdo-boys-have-hormones" ["description"]=> string(1903) "<div class="field field-name-body field-type-text-with-summary field-label-hidden"><div class="field-items"><div class="field-item even"><p>Lil A is now six, and I think he is going through a growth spurt. More like a maturity spurt. His fuse all of a sudden has gotten super short. </p> <p>"No, I do not want meat, WAAAAH!" Things that bothered him before now completely set him off. I feel like I have a teenage girl that has just broken up with her boyfriend and everything makes her sob.</p> <p>When he cried over the lack of drawing paper at church my husband looked at me, confused.</p> <p>"Its hormones." I said.</p> <p>Confused face turned to frightened face.</p> <p>"Growth spurt hormones."</p> <p>Frightened face softened, slightly. He squinted at me.</p> <p>"Well, thats what I am going to call it."</p> <p> </p> <p>Maybe it is the same cries as before, but they are bothering me more than before? It just seems more amplified. At least he can tell us more.</p> <p>"You make me ANGRY about that!" "WAAAAAH!"</p> </div></div></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/JN_Fz95yf2-sgBB0419wiTmFNyQ/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/JN_Fz95yf2-sgBB0419wiTmFNyQ/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/JN_Fz95yf2-sgBB0419wiTmFNyQ/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/JN_Fz95yf2-sgBB0419wiTmFNyQ/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?a=0cQwacS-nko:3rod7Wm2jeE:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?a=0cQwacS-nko:3rod7Wm2jeE:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?i=0cQwacS-nko:3rod7Wm2jeE:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> </div>" ["pubdate"]=> string(31) "Mon, 14 May 2012 20:53:33 +0000" ["dc"]=> array(1) { ["creator"]=> string(7) "zaremom" } ["guid"]=> string(35) "11270 at http://www.autism-blog.com" ["comments"]=> string(62) "http://www.autism-blog.com/nodesdo-boys-have-hormones#comments" ["feedburner"]=> array(1) { ["origlink"]=> string(53) "http://www.autism-blog.com/nodesdo-boys-have-hormones" } ["summary"]=> string(1903) "<div class="field field-name-body field-type-text-with-summary field-label-hidden"><div class="field-items"><div class="field-item even"><p>Lil A is now six, and I think he is going through a growth spurt. More like a maturity spurt. His fuse all of a sudden has gotten super short. </p> <p>"No, I do not want meat, WAAAAH!" Things that bothered him before now completely set him off. I feel like I have a teenage girl that has just broken up with her boyfriend and everything makes her sob.</p> <p>When he cried over the lack of drawing paper at church my husband looked at me, confused.</p> <p>"Its hormones." I said.</p> <p>Confused face turned to frightened face.</p> <p>"Growth spurt hormones."</p> <p>Frightened face softened, slightly. He squinted at me.</p> <p>"Well, thats what I am going to call it."</p> <p> </p> <p>Maybe it is the same cries as before, but they are bothering me more than before? It just seems more amplified. At least he can tell us more.</p> <p>"You make me ANGRY about that!" "WAAAAAH!"</p> </div></div></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/JN_Fz95yf2-sgBB0419wiTmFNyQ/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/JN_Fz95yf2-sgBB0419wiTmFNyQ/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/JN_Fz95yf2-sgBB0419wiTmFNyQ/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/JN_Fz95yf2-sgBB0419wiTmFNyQ/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?a=0cQwacS-nko:3rod7Wm2jeE:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?a=0cQwacS-nko:3rod7Wm2jeE:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?i=0cQwacS-nko:3rod7Wm2jeE:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> </div>" } [7]=> array(9) { ["title"]=> string(27) "One More Week Until Her IEP" ["link"]=> string(100) "http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/OnlineAutismCommunity/~3/7XAMcOBoYaM/nodesone-more-week-until-her-iep" ["description"]=> string(2493) "<div class="field field-name-body field-type-text-with-summary field-label-hidden"><div class="field-items"><div class="field-item even"><p>     In one week I will be attending Lala's IEP.  Yesterday I found out that my husband will not be able to attend because of a complicated work issue.   (I agree with him and understand but I am not a happy camper.)  I am the sensitive one and he is the rock.  I am getting teary-eyed just typing this.  "I am stronger then I think I am."  (Repeat infinitely many times to myself.) </p> <p>     Anyhow, I requested a copy of the report and received it earlier this week.  I did not get the speech therapist or occupational therapist reports.  Even though Lala has made so much progress over the year she is still not where her age group should be.  I shouldn't be surprised, but I guess I was hoping for a miracle (not that I am giving up on that idea.)  Will she be promoted to Kindergarten?  Will they retain her?  Will the district be able to provide a structured environment and teacher?  I don't know the answers, but I have to put my trust in God.  Otherwise, I will drive myself crazy. </p> <p>     This weekend my husband and I will be working on the goals we want for Lala for the next school year.  My husband will also type up all his concerns and questions for me to ask the IEP group.  I also decided that I am not signing anything until we both talk it over together. </p> <p>False</p> <p>Expectations</p> <p>Appearing</p> <p>Real</p> <p>I hate fear.  "I am stronger then I think I am." (Rinse, lather, repeat...smile)</p> </div></div></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/WQ5ly0rHvQo-GnSBKQQDbRxbgPw/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/WQ5ly0rHvQo-GnSBKQQDbRxbgPw/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/WQ5ly0rHvQo-GnSBKQQDbRxbgPw/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/WQ5ly0rHvQo-GnSBKQQDbRxbgPw/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?a=7XAMcOBoYaM:qgGaC3Da4vM:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?a=7XAMcOBoYaM:qgGaC3Da4vM:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?i=7XAMcOBoYaM:qgGaC3Da4vM:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> </div>" ["pubdate"]=> string(31) "Thu, 10 May 2012 15:37:22 +0000" ["dc"]=> array(1) { ["creator"]=> string(8) "LalasMom" } ["guid"]=> string(35) "11266 at http://www.autism-blog.com" ["comments"]=> string(68) "http://www.autism-blog.com/nodesone-more-week-until-her-iep#comments" ["feedburner"]=> array(1) { ["origlink"]=> string(59) "http://www.autism-blog.com/nodesone-more-week-until-her-iep" } ["summary"]=> string(2493) "<div class="field field-name-body field-type-text-with-summary field-label-hidden"><div class="field-items"><div class="field-item even"><p>     In one week I will be attending Lala's IEP.  Yesterday I found out that my husband will not be able to attend because of a complicated work issue.   (I agree with him and understand but I am not a happy camper.)  I am the sensitive one and he is the rock.  I am getting teary-eyed just typing this.  "I am stronger then I think I am."  (Repeat infinitely many times to myself.) </p> <p>     Anyhow, I requested a copy of the report and received it earlier this week.  I did not get the speech therapist or occupational therapist reports.  Even though Lala has made so much progress over the year she is still not where her age group should be.  I shouldn't be surprised, but I guess I was hoping for a miracle (not that I am giving up on that idea.)  Will she be promoted to Kindergarten?  Will they retain her?  Will the district be able to provide a structured environment and teacher?  I don't know the answers, but I have to put my trust in God.  Otherwise, I will drive myself crazy. </p> <p>     This weekend my husband and I will be working on the goals we want for Lala for the next school year.  My husband will also type up all his concerns and questions for me to ask the IEP group.  I also decided that I am not signing anything until we both talk it over together. </p> <p>False</p> <p>Expectations</p> <p>Appearing</p> <p>Real</p> <p>I hate fear.  "I am stronger then I think I am." (Rinse, lather, repeat...smile)</p> </div></div></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/WQ5ly0rHvQo-GnSBKQQDbRxbgPw/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/WQ5ly0rHvQo-GnSBKQQDbRxbgPw/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/WQ5ly0rHvQo-GnSBKQQDbRxbgPw/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/WQ5ly0rHvQo-GnSBKQQDbRxbgPw/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?a=7XAMcOBoYaM:qgGaC3Da4vM:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?a=7XAMcOBoYaM:qgGaC3Da4vM:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?i=7XAMcOBoYaM:qgGaC3Da4vM:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> </div>" } [8]=> array(9) { ["title"]=> string(39) "LESSONS IN RAISING A CHILD WITH AUTISM." ["link"]=> string(101) "http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/OnlineAutismCommunity/~3/UGkJeIjtjuU/nodeslessons-raising-child-autism" ["description"]=> string(3353) "<div class="field field-name-body field-type-text-with-summary field-label-hidden"><div class="field-items"><div class="field-item even"><p>  WHEN MY SON WAS BORN, IN MY EYES HE WAS PERFECT LITTLE BOY. HE STARTED WALKING AT 12 MONTH OLD, HE WAS SAYING FEW WORDS BY THE TIME HE WAS 15 MONTH OLD. WHEN HE WAS ABOUT 3, PEOPLE COULDN'T  UNDERSTAND WHAT HE WAS SAYING, HE WAS AFRAID OF TOYS WITH NOISES, HAD TO TAKE BUTTERIES OUT, HE DIDN'T SLEEP FIRST TWO YEARS, EXCEPT FOR ROCKING HIM ALL THE TIME. WAS VERY AFRAID OF PEOPLE YELLING, LOUD NOISES, KIDS BEING AGGRESSIVE, DIDN'T USE THE BATHROOM UNTIL  HE WAS ALMOST FIVE. THE PEDIATRICIAN WOULD SAY, ;THERE IS NOTHING WRONG WITH HIM'.  WHEN WE WHERE AT  THE PLAY GROUND ONE DAY, THERE WAS   LADY  WITH HER CHILD, WATCHING MY SON BEING AFRAID TO GET CLOSE TO OTHER KIDS, SHE SAID, ;YOUR SON WILL HAVE A HARD TIME IN SCHOOL, I WAS IN SHOCK AND VERY ANGRY AT HER SAYING THIS TO ME. IT BECAME VERY OBVIOUS, THAT SHE WAS RIGHT, BY THE 3 GRADE. DON'T LISTEN TO OTHERS SAYING THERE  IS NOTHING WRONG, BELIEF  IN  YOUR INSTINCT, EVEN WHEN YOUR HUSBAND OR PARTNER WILL BE IN  DENIAL, YOU DO YOUR OWN INVESTIGATION, FIND THE RIGHT DOCTOR. FORGET ABOUT YOUR BELIEFS, YOUR FEARS, WHEN IT COMES TO  GIVING YOUR CHILD MEDICATION, BECAUSE SOME TIMES THERE IS NO OTHER CHOICE. FORGET ABOUT CONVENTIONAL APPROACH TO RAISING YOUR CHILD, LOOK OUT SIDE OF THE BOX, LISTEN TO YOUR CHILD, WATCH OUT FOR CHANGES, ASK QUESTION ABOUT SCHOOL. LOOK FOR THINGS YOUR CHILD GOOD AT, EXPLORE THAT, SUPPORT THAT, THEY WILL PROBABLY TALK ABOUT THERE INTEREST FOR HOURS, BUT WHO ELSE WILL REALLY LISTEN, IF NOT US. GIVE THEM TIME, TO BE BY THEM SELF, THEY NEED A LONE TIME, IF THEY WANT TO WEAR SOME THINGS THAT YOU THINK IS NOT FASHIONABLE, WHO CARES, IS LONG THEY ARE COMFORTABLE, FIND THE THINGS THEY WILL LIKE TO EAT, USUALLY VERY NARROW CHOICES. GIVE  THEM VISUAL SCHEDULE, WILL HELP THEM NOT TO BE  STRESSED. GIVE THEM ADVANCE NOTICE ABOUT CHANGES OR WHERE YOU ARE TAKING   THEM OR WHEN SOME ONE WILL COME TO THE HOUSE. BY THE TIME, YOUR  CHILD WILL BE 12, 13, YOU WILL SEE CHANGES IN THEIR BEHAVIOR. PUBERTY WILL BE VERY DIFFICULT THING FOR THEM. KIDS WITH AUTISM, MORE AT RISK AT THIS TIME FOR DEPRESSION, ANXIETY, OCD. YOU WILL NEED MORE PATENTS  AND LOVE, THEN EVER BEFORE. TRY TO SEE THINGS FROM THEIR PROSPECTIVE, THEY DO HAVE THERE OWN WORLD, WHERE THEY ARE HAPPY IN, WE ARE JUST GUEST THERE. FEEL FREE TO SEND YOUR FEED BACK.</p> </div></div></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ovaqZOvCLpP_YeH2FioWFqtewTc/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ovaqZOvCLpP_YeH2FioWFqtewTc/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ovaqZOvCLpP_YeH2FioWFqtewTc/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ovaqZOvCLpP_YeH2FioWFqtewTc/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?a=UGkJeIjtjuU:ALoe6jxfrh8:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?a=UGkJeIjtjuU:ALoe6jxfrh8:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?i=UGkJeIjtjuU:ALoe6jxfrh8:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> </div>" ["pubdate"]=> string(31) "Tue, 08 May 2012 23:50:07 +0000" ["dc"]=> array(1) { ["creator"]=> string(4) "lola" } ["guid"]=> string(35) "11265 at http://www.autism-blog.com" ["comments"]=> string(69) "http://www.autism-blog.com/nodeslessons-raising-child-autism#comments" ["feedburner"]=> array(1) { ["origlink"]=> string(60) "http://www.autism-blog.com/nodeslessons-raising-child-autism" } ["summary"]=> string(3353) "<div class="field field-name-body field-type-text-with-summary field-label-hidden"><div class="field-items"><div class="field-item even"><p>  WHEN MY SON WAS BORN, IN MY EYES HE WAS PERFECT LITTLE BOY. HE STARTED WALKING AT 12 MONTH OLD, HE WAS SAYING FEW WORDS BY THE TIME HE WAS 15 MONTH OLD. WHEN HE WAS ABOUT 3, PEOPLE COULDN'T  UNDERSTAND WHAT HE WAS SAYING, HE WAS AFRAID OF TOYS WITH NOISES, HAD TO TAKE BUTTERIES OUT, HE DIDN'T SLEEP FIRST TWO YEARS, EXCEPT FOR ROCKING HIM ALL THE TIME. WAS VERY AFRAID OF PEOPLE YELLING, LOUD NOISES, KIDS BEING AGGRESSIVE, DIDN'T USE THE BATHROOM UNTIL  HE WAS ALMOST FIVE. THE PEDIATRICIAN WOULD SAY, ;THERE IS NOTHING WRONG WITH HIM'.  WHEN WE WHERE AT  THE PLAY GROUND ONE DAY, THERE WAS   LADY  WITH HER CHILD, WATCHING MY SON BEING AFRAID TO GET CLOSE TO OTHER KIDS, SHE SAID, ;YOUR SON WILL HAVE A HARD TIME IN SCHOOL, I WAS IN SHOCK AND VERY ANGRY AT HER SAYING THIS TO ME. IT BECAME VERY OBVIOUS, THAT SHE WAS RIGHT, BY THE 3 GRADE. DON'T LISTEN TO OTHERS SAYING THERE  IS NOTHING WRONG, BELIEF  IN  YOUR INSTINCT, EVEN WHEN YOUR HUSBAND OR PARTNER WILL BE IN  DENIAL, YOU DO YOUR OWN INVESTIGATION, FIND THE RIGHT DOCTOR. FORGET ABOUT YOUR BELIEFS, YOUR FEARS, WHEN IT COMES TO  GIVING YOUR CHILD MEDICATION, BECAUSE SOME TIMES THERE IS NO OTHER CHOICE. FORGET ABOUT CONVENTIONAL APPROACH TO RAISING YOUR CHILD, LOOK OUT SIDE OF THE BOX, LISTEN TO YOUR CHILD, WATCH OUT FOR CHANGES, ASK QUESTION ABOUT SCHOOL. LOOK FOR THINGS YOUR CHILD GOOD AT, EXPLORE THAT, SUPPORT THAT, THEY WILL PROBABLY TALK ABOUT THERE INTEREST FOR HOURS, BUT WHO ELSE WILL REALLY LISTEN, IF NOT US. GIVE THEM TIME, TO BE BY THEM SELF, THEY NEED A LONE TIME, IF THEY WANT TO WEAR SOME THINGS THAT YOU THINK IS NOT FASHIONABLE, WHO CARES, IS LONG THEY ARE COMFORTABLE, FIND THE THINGS THEY WILL LIKE TO EAT, USUALLY VERY NARROW CHOICES. GIVE  THEM VISUAL SCHEDULE, WILL HELP THEM NOT TO BE  STRESSED. GIVE THEM ADVANCE NOTICE ABOUT CHANGES OR WHERE YOU ARE TAKING   THEM OR WHEN SOME ONE WILL COME TO THE HOUSE. BY THE TIME, YOUR  CHILD WILL BE 12, 13, YOU WILL SEE CHANGES IN THEIR BEHAVIOR. PUBERTY WILL BE VERY DIFFICULT THING FOR THEM. KIDS WITH AUTISM, MORE AT RISK AT THIS TIME FOR DEPRESSION, ANXIETY, OCD. YOU WILL NEED MORE PATENTS  AND LOVE, THEN EVER BEFORE. TRY TO SEE THINGS FROM THEIR PROSPECTIVE, THEY DO HAVE THERE OWN WORLD, WHERE THEY ARE HAPPY IN, WE ARE JUST GUEST THERE. FEEL FREE TO SEND YOUR FEED BACK.</p> </div></div></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ovaqZOvCLpP_YeH2FioWFqtewTc/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ovaqZOvCLpP_YeH2FioWFqtewTc/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ovaqZOvCLpP_YeH2FioWFqtewTc/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ovaqZOvCLpP_YeH2FioWFqtewTc/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?a=UGkJeIjtjuU:ALoe6jxfrh8:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?a=UGkJeIjtjuU:ALoe6jxfrh8:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?i=UGkJeIjtjuU:ALoe6jxfrh8:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> </div>" } [9]=> array(9) { ["title"]=> string(13) "Support Group" ["link"]=> string(86) "http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/OnlineAutismCommunity/~3/yCOmr_4bUtw/nodessupport-group" ["description"]=> string(1841) "<div class="field field-name-body field-type-text-with-summary field-label-hidden"><div class="field-items"><div class="field-item even"><p>     Last week I went to a support group of parents with disabled children.  It was awesome!  I learned so much.  Even though we all had children at different levels, we all shared a common thread.  We all knew how it felt when we found out about are children.  We all knew all the feelings and emotions that we have gone through and will go through on this journey.  We all wanted the best for our children.  We all wanted to help each other the best way we knew how.  It was very powerful! </p> <p>I know that God gave me what I can handle. I didn't always feel like this, but over time I have finally believed it.  I know that if He brought me to it, then He will see me through it.   I know that I am stronger than I  think I am.  I also know that I will be a better Mom to Lala and her brother.</p> </div></div></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/D6Llre7Caw8IoK_cqgp3AgamPo0/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/D6Llre7Caw8IoK_cqgp3AgamPo0/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/D6Llre7Caw8IoK_cqgp3AgamPo0/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/D6Llre7Caw8IoK_cqgp3AgamPo0/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?a=yCOmr_4bUtw:gy59xU6vWjE:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?a=yCOmr_4bUtw:gy59xU6vWjE:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?i=yCOmr_4bUtw:gy59xU6vWjE:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> </div>" ["pubdate"]=> string(31) "Mon, 07 May 2012 22:24:08 +0000" ["dc"]=> array(1) { ["creator"]=> string(8) "LalasMom" } ["guid"]=> string(35) "11263 at http://www.autism-blog.com" ["comments"]=> string(54) "http://www.autism-blog.com/nodessupport-group#comments" ["feedburner"]=> array(1) { ["origlink"]=> string(45) "http://www.autism-blog.com/nodessupport-group" } ["summary"]=> string(1841) "<div class="field field-name-body field-type-text-with-summary field-label-hidden"><div class="field-items"><div class="field-item even"><p>     Last week I went to a support group of parents with disabled children.  It was awesome!  I learned so much.  Even though we all had children at different levels, we all shared a common thread.  We all knew how it felt when we found out about are children.  We all knew all the feelings and emotions that we have gone through and will go through on this journey.  We all wanted the best for our children.  We all wanted to help each other the best way we knew how.  It was very powerful! </p> <p>I know that God gave me what I can handle. I didn't always feel like this, but over time I have finally believed it.  I know that if He brought me to it, then He will see me through it.   I know that I am stronger than I  think I am.  I also know that I will be a better Mom to Lala and her brother.</p> </div></div></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/D6Llre7Caw8IoK_cqgp3AgamPo0/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/D6Llre7Caw8IoK_cqgp3AgamPo0/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/D6Llre7Caw8IoK_cqgp3AgamPo0/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/D6Llre7Caw8IoK_cqgp3AgamPo0/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?a=yCOmr_4bUtw:gy59xU6vWjE:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/OnlineAutismCommunity?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a 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