Hanging Around with Nothing New

Well, I got nothing in regards to a pregnancy or baby update. Nothing’s happening and while the ladies at our church threw us a Baby Shower last night….I’ve not gotten to those photo’s yet and so I’ll delay on sharing about that just yet.

We did go for a walk on Sunday afternoon. Geli stayed home and the boys and Xandra and Jon and I walked around Walnut Grove. It’s such a great little community.

I got some great shots of Jeremy….

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He was in a great mood and posed for a bazillion shots……

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A lot of times, he takes BRUTAL photos and so I’m always THRILLED to get some decent ones of him….

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But today…..today we had some winners and I’m so pleased.

Which is your favorite?

My boys paused for a quick hug and I was able to snap up this shot…..

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Siah was just mellow and chillin’ this particular afternoon……

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My boys……I sure love ’em!

What a Surprise!

Jeremy has been growing his hair out for quite a while now.

A while ago he read that there was a world record for the tallest mohawk….the record was 56cm and Jeremy kept saying that he wanted to grow his hair out to have a 65cm mohawk.

Yesterday, Jeremy went with my youngest brother to the hairdresser.

He left looking like this……

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It was long and scraggly and although it looked really cute on him “WHEN IT WAS BRUSHED” a huge part of the time he looked HORRID. He hated brushing his hair and it ended up with massive knots and really sometimes, if we’d left it long enough….it might have just dreaded itself naturally. In fact, Jon and I talked about get his hair dreaded at some point.

He came home from his time away with Chris looking like this….

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Just ignore his “cool dude” pose…. and the crappy camera picture quality….ya get the idea. It’s SHORT!!!!!

He was so excited and kept touching his hair and trying to smooth it out. Chris and Jer had stopped at Zellers on the way home and picked up some Blue/Black hair dye and some pump gel. Jeremy must have applied about 6 different applications of the hair gel between when he came home and bed time. He went to bed with a serious helmet.

It’s very weird seeing him without the long hair, but there is something very cute about his new haircut AND…it actually makes him look older or more grown up or something. My baby boy is growing up….aaaaaaaawwwwww!

Screamfest 2010 – April Edition

I’m sitting here in the dark listening to my boys scream their heads off.

It’s AWESOME!

No really, It’s even better than awesome!

My boys are over tired and flipped out and for some reason they’ve decided to melt completely down. Both of them! At the same time! And Jon has taken the girls to a music practice and I’m alone with the screaming banshees. And it’s every bit as awesome as it sounds.

Well, what I haven’t shared is the back ground, and seeing as all i have is time right now…..let’s git ‘r done.

I went to my exercise class tonight and when I came home just after 5:30pm….there was nothing done for dinner. The girls had just left to pick something up from the store, but they were planning on stopping at the library on their way home. Jon was unbelievably on edge because Jeremy and him had clashed while trying to “do homework”. You’d think that Jon would be the most understanding of Jeremy and his struggles because they deal with the same issues…but if you’d think that….you’d be wrong. Jon gets easily frustrated with Jeremy which is terribly frustrating for me…..then everyone is frustrated. It’s so AWESOME!

*****the screaming is winding down in pitch……I give them another 10 minutes before they are completely SOUND asleep*****

So, I asked about dinner and mentioned the practice tonight and well….he’d totally forgotten and by that point is was too late to make dinner and so…….he ran to get McDonalds……YUCK! How nasty.

Jeremy was in top form tonight and egging Siah on like crazy. It was BRUTAL!

Then Jon and the girls left and the boys pretty much melted down and started crying and asking for a movie and wanting to sleep in my bed, and wanting to take a bath and wanting more food and wanting to play on the computer….and the list goes on and on and on and on. AAAAAWWWWWKKK!

I don’t even really remember the last half hour, except for the crying and pleading and begging and fighting to get jammies on and fighting to brush teeth (I gave up with Siah) and I put them in their beds and they have pretty much almost screamed themselves to sleep.

You only wish that you were in my shoes, I know. I’m not sure how I had the patience for all of this tonight. I didn’t scream or flip out or yell or anything. I just calmly herded them upstairs, put them in their pajamas, attempted to brush teeth, and when that didn’t work, I put them in their beds and sat down in the rocking chair in their room to kill some time.

It’s worked.

Both boys are sound asleep and I’ve got a few things to do so I’m off.

How is/was your Wednesday evening? Better than mine started out to be, I hope!?!

Amazing Mind

I’m guest posting… I didn’t ask; I’m just sneaking in here.

If you’ve been following along, we have a son that is ADHD. Really, really ADHD! We have a lot of stories, a lot of tears, a lot of things that we have learned along the way. And most of all we have a very very special boy.

We have been able to see his uniqueness through all of the erratic behavior. We have seen his creativity, his ability to adapt and react, and especially his really soft and loving heart. We’ve seen it, but others sometimes don’t. His teachers have been so fed up with the impulsive decisions and distracting behavior that they have sent him out of the class, moved his desk far away from the other kids in the class, and even sent him to the sick room… the sick room!!! His “disease” would be that he has a brain that works differently than the other kids in his class. Going to the sick room, means that something with you is wrong, and going there because of your brain would mean that something is “wrong” with your head. (I didn’t stand for that and was in the principles office the next morning, but it did happen once.)

We have spent a lot of time telling J that he is special and that he has a brain that is designed for a special purpose. I even got diagnosed with ADHD at the same time as him so that he would know that my brain works the same way that his brain works. I wanted to show him that if I’m successful and thrive in the right environment, that he would see his own potential. But that message gets lost in the choices and consequences and negative emotions of always being in trouble. He starts to feel like the boy that deserves to be in the sick room… and that breaks my heart.

Add to all this that we have four kids and the oldest doesn’t hold back her frustration when J makes choices that effect her. She has had to ask for forgiveness for some harsh words, more than once. We constantly tell the other kids that brains are all different and that J will be successful in life when he is the right environment, but it never really feels like they are listening.

(Geli is an amazing girl herself, and I am killer proud of her and her amazing mind.)

It has become a constant effort to keep reminding J of his gifts and talents and to try and show him that the school system is designed for only one kind of mind and that success in school does not mean “smart” and that poor results in school does not mean “stupid”.

Fast forward to today…

My brother-in-law gave J a PS2 (as he had upgraded) and a couple of games, including a Tony Hawk skating game. J has been playing the game a bit and has figured a few things out, and is working through the different levels… and he’s doing pretty good. The girls have started playing too (the oldest has always been good at video games) and they started playing the competition games.

A bit about the game… You are a skater (on a skate board) and are skating around a course doing tricks. You have to manage your balance, watch for upcoming obstacles and features to slide, jump and grind on. The more tricks you can combine, the more points you get for the trick. It’s all happening really fast and is controlled by 12 buttons and two small joy sticks that you operate with both hands (for those that don’t know what a PS2 controller is).

All day Saturday, Geli (our oldest) was running downstairs freaking out (in a good way) about what J was doing. “You’ve GOT to come check out the score that J just got.” “OK, NOW you have to come check out the score.” “J just did a rail slide around the entire course and got a X14 on his points!” and so on… At one point, she asked “how can he do that?” and I explained that his mind doesn’t filter things out and process them one by one. He sees it all and processes it all at the same time, so he can react lightning fast and do so accurately.

Later that night I overheard them talking about a certain stunt that is required at some point, and Geli said it was hard. J replied that he thought it was easy. They went back and forth for a bit before Geli stopped and said, “Well, that’s because you have an amazing mind.” She wasn’t being sarcastic or joking; she was genuine and genuinely amazed. I have to say, I wasn’t prepared for the emotions that I felt at that moment. He does have an amazing mind, but for someone else to see it for what it is, and to say it in that way, made me stop cold. It was like the years of reinforcing his uniqueness and special brilliance in the face of overwhelming emotional opposition had just been validated. Geli saw it and said it. J heard it and saw it too. I overheard the short exchange, but i recognized how huge it is. Geli has had her eyes opened to the reality that her brother is not retarded but rather brilliant, and is even showing him more respect and he is proud in a whole new way,

As parents, we have told him often that his mind is amazing and that it is made for a purpose, but I don’t think anyone else in the world has ever watched him do something and recognize that they have just seen something amazing. And I don’t think that it could be more meaningful than coming from the sister that liked the role of antagonist.

It took a video game to provide the right way to show it but…

Jeremy, you have an AMAZING MIND!

Struggling in an Upward, Forward Motion

With all this talk of weight loss, meal planning, and food – I thought it about time for something entirely off that topic.

Things have been hard recently.

Things with Jeremy have been hard recently….and yet….they’ve been AMAZING.

I’m seeing things this year that have me almost crying with excitement and relief.

He is LOVING this new chance at this new school in this new year with new friends and new teachers. It’s been amazing. In the morning, He is so excited to go to school. In the afternoon, he comes home from school so excited by the events of the day. He has the most amazing teachers and after our first meeting with them – they had NO IDEA that Jeremy was anything other than one of the other “normal” kids.

This move was a GREAT move for us. We are really seeing that now. We believed that it would be, but we are REALLY seeing that is the case now.

He is still struggling with his reading and his spelling is atrocious. His organizational skills are not amazing, heck, they are almost non-exsistent BUT…..compared to last year – it is staggering how far he has come.

And, there is even classwork, that the teacher is expecting the kids to have to finish at home (not enough class time given) that Jeremy is finishing within the time allotted during class.

Having talked about how great this year at school is going so far is just one aspect of where we are at.

My Boy

This summer was brutal. Jeremy needed the extra chemical help over the summer more often than I would have liked. And to be honest, we “dealt” with his atrocious behavior more often than we should have because 1) We are trying to get him to be self aware to to monitor when he thinks he needs the meds and 2) the meds make him feel sick to him tummy and 3) he sleeps even worse ON the meds than he already sleeps without the meds and 4) we were trying desperately to fatten him up over the summer as (see number 2) he really doesn’t eat when on the meds during the school year.

So, we “STUCK IT OUT” and really, it sucked….it was a rough, ROUGH summer.

And, he didn’t gain the weight that we’d hoped for after all. Talk about a bummer all around. All that struggle and effort for NOTHING. AAAARRRRGGGHH! This is where you’d see me banging my head against the wall.

We had an appt with the pediatrician on Monday afternoon and we talked about two main points of struggle. Eating and sleeping. The fact that the teachers had no clue that Jer was on meds or that he struggled with ADD is a pretty good indication that the meds that he is currently on are working really well for him. So, based on that, we are not going to mess with his meds because why mess with a working thing?

We are hoping that the other areas that he’s struggling with will be helped by 1) actually getting him to eat something….lots of somethings….and 2) we’ve got a prescription for Clonidine.

It’s the Dr’s hopes (and ours too) that after a month on this med and some pretty scheduled bedtime routines that he will fall into a regular sleep routine. Also, getting a month of sleep can’t hurt and we’re seriously hoping that it’ll really help. After discussion of his sleep behavior, it’s unlikely that he’s TRULY sleeping at nights and this would/could account for the inability to wake up in the mornings and the brutal, BRUTAL dark circles under his eyes, and the waking to come to our bed multiple times at night, and a host of other issues all sleep related.

It’s so hard to see him struggling……to see him upset at himself…….to see him recognizing that what he is doing is not appropriate and to see that he feels powerless to make appropriate changes (not true, but it’s how he feels from time to time).

“I” know he’s not powerless and “I” can see the times that he makes good choices, and we try to make a BIG deal when he does make great choices and to not FOCUS or HARP on him when he makes not so great choices, but to still let him learn from the consequences……but in his mind..

……the negative outweighs the positive. And that’s so SO hard to see.

But, we continue to have hope and to see the negative while holding onto the positive and believing for the best. We continue to put one foot in front of the other in an upward and forward motion knowing that we are walking this road for a reason and knowing that we are not alone and that there are BIGGER “plans for hope and a future” and that we will all come through this situation more loving, more compassionate, more understanding of others who are struggling down their own life’s paths.

Hangin’ with ma’ boys…(picture heavy)

Jon took the girls and went into town yesterday. The boys and I stayed home.

We decided to take a walk and hit one of the local Starbucks while we were at it.

We left the house and all was good.

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Although, we hadn’t gone more than a few steps when the baby decided that he really wanted to push the stroller….

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As is typical, he is not scared to really voice his opinion……..LOUDLY!

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When I finally took the stroller away from both the boys, they started to lighten up….

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While Jeremy explored the blackberry bushes along the side of the trail…

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Siah checked out the bridge….

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We finally made it to Starbucks and ordered our drinks. Jeremy waited patiently for his…..

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Siah was less patient, but he was thrilled to get his “Blended Apple Juice”

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When Jeremy got tired of the photo shoot, we packed it all up and headed home.

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We picked a few Blackberries as we slowly walked home but we were too busy cramming them in our mouths to stop for any pictures.

With all the crazy business that we’ve been dealing with, it was nice to have a quiet day with just my boys.

Quitting, Giving Up or Making Choices

So, I have a question for you today.

If your child signed up for a week long day camp and after one day decided that he or she really didn’t want to go back, would you make them?

Jeremy went to the first day of a day camp and after the chaos of day one was finished….he came home and said that he didn’t want to go back. It was too loud and too busy and there was too much of “everything”. He even complained about there being too much sugar in the snacks.

I actually wondered if he was sick!

I talked to him about going back and explained that he needed to make a decision and that he couldn’t just flip flop and go one day and not go the next, but that he needed to make a choice. It would be a fun week at the camp and that if he decided to not go then he couldn’t just go when he heard his sister’s talking about how much fun they were having.

He thought about it for a while and then decided to not go.

I know that I could have forced him to go. I could have manipulated him into thinking that it would be so much fun and talking him into wanting to go, but I let him make the choice. Honestly, I believe that he made a very good choice.

It is a loud noisy situation and he is an extremely sensitive kid and doesn’t do well in chaos. He can feed off the nervous energy and end up making choices that get him into trouble. As much as I would have liked him to go and he could have had fun and made some good memories – it’s possible that he could have gotten into trouble and had a horrible time.

I remember feeling like if I started something that I “HAD” to finish it or else I was quitting or giving up. I don’t want to teach my kids that its okay to just quit everything that might be hard or difficult or that it’s okay to just give up when something is awkward or uncomfortable, BUT….I do want my kids to know that they have choices.

I want them to grow up knowing who they are and how to make good choices that affect them positively. I want them to make choices and consider the consequences. I want them to know that if they make a choice (or find themselves in a situation) and it’s not a good one for them – that they can make another choice that will positively affect them or help them.

Would you consider this quitting or giving up or making choices and what would have you done?

Apple Hemp Muffins

Yah, so I took a down day on Monday after my melodramatic post….OH WOE IS ME! And then – BLAM! Whadda ya know…I’m back at it…..or not…..we’ll see! Just taking it one tired day at a time!

Here’s the deal. I did some baking on Monday and they were SO yummy I just had to share.

They still taste pretty good the next day, but fresh outta the oven with a light schmear of Earth Balance and they were DELICIOUS!

I found this recipe at the Happy Foody. Here in this exact post…..to be exact.

We are attempting to fatten Jeremy up this summer as he looks like he has an eating disorder….well, to be more accurate a not-eating disorder. The meds make him feel slightly nauseated and so he doesn’t eat. Which means that he’s skinny…like skinny, SKINNY, skinny. We have managed to have him not LOSE weight on the meds (which apparently it is totally normal to loose weight on ADD meds), but honestly I can’t fathom him losing any weight. You can already see every bone and sinew on his body. It’s slightly nasty…or maybe even a little more than slightly nasty. Not cool for an 8 year old.

And so, I feed him and feed him and feed him again; and deal with him un-medicated as often as I can so that he can gain some weight and look just slightly more “normal”. This ought to be a FUN summer.

Any way, the point is….for healthy, non-dairy, non-egg muffins…these are amazing. Give’em a try.

Here is the recipe that I used….tweaked slightly from the original which you can find from the link above.

Apple Hemp Muffins

Don’t they look scrumptious!

Apple Hemp Muffins

1 1/2 cups stoneground Spelt Flour
1 cup ground oats (blend quick oats in food processor until flour consistency)
1/2 cup hemp seed nuts
2 tsp baking powder
1 tsp baking soda
1/4 tsp sea salt
1/2 tsp cinnamon
1/4 tsp nutmeg (freshly ground is best!)
1/8 tsp ground cardamom
1 cup unsweetened applesauce
1/2 cup pure maple syrup
3/4 cup soy milk
1 tsp pure vanilla extract
3 tbsp olive oil

Preheat oven to 350 degrees. In large bowl, combine all dry ingredients. In another bowl, combine all wet ingredients. Mix together gently and fold until blended (do not over mix). Bake for 15-20 minutes

Makes 18 small muffins.

I’m on drugs… Really!

guest post by Jon

Quite some time ago, some helpful person told us that our son was NOT normal. Actually it was a pre-school teacher that pointed out that our son, over there in the corner constructing the Great Wall of China out of foam blocks, was not behaving in the same range of “normal” as those other kids, all sitting quietly around the table coloring neatly inside the lines. They informed us that he was exhibiting traits that are found on the autistic spectrum and was either under-focusing or over-focusing.

In an ill-formed attempt to send him down the right path, we put him into a nice, strict, traditional school with uniforms and everything. At the end of that year the wonderful teacher burst into tears to tell us that traditional education was not going to work for him – something about neat rows and following directions. This of course was somewhat disturbing because we thought (read we were “skeered”) that the local school’s “regular” curriculum would wreck him, but the neat rows would wreck him faster.

In the regular, disorderly, not-neat row, not uniformed, elementary school, we found a lot more support. We heard terms “AD/HD” and “Autistic Spectrum” again, and we were encouraged to have a look into that, in a friendly way. Rather than going to those nasty, drug pushing, dope-your-kids-into-a-coma, pediatricians, we went to a naturopath.

The naturopath did a bunch of tests and found that there were some major food allergies and some heavy metal toxicity. We changed our diet and did see some big improvements and by the end of grade 1, things were looking a bit better. Then we did a “cleanse” for the heavy metals and things went right back to where they were in the beginning. Although it shows that were were onto something, the naturopath never brought things back down.

In grade 2 we were faced with a choice of going to a pediatrician, getting an actual diagnosis, and taking meds… or… working really hard at diet, vitamins, special teas, etc. the Pros for the pediatrician/meds option is that things would be instantly better, his behavior would be more tolerable, and most of all, he might actually sit still and learn. On the negative side, it would be easier for us… not kidding… that was our thinking. See, if it is easier for us, then maybe we should just try harder, help in the class more, buy more expensive, more organic, more exotic food. So we made the grade 2 teacher deal with the full level of his behavior for the full year while we debated this.

For me, it came down to education. I couldn’t give mind-altering, behavior changing meds to my son that would just make things easier for me unless I really understood what was happening. [I’m debating getting all technical here and referring to books that I read, but if you really want the info, then you can e-mail me at jon@jculley.com and I’ll send you more info]

Synopsis:
AD/HD is a disorder where the body is not creating enough dopamine (we’ll call that “brain food”). The prefrontal cortex is the front-top part of the brain and is responsible for “executive function” – or in plain English, it makes your brain organized and prioritized. The prefrontal cortex eats the food (dopamine) in order to do its job. If there is not enough food, then it slows down and starts working poorly. If that happens, then the rest of the brain is left to figure out its own priorities. In the case of a 6 year old, that means that they will choose as the highest priority whatever creates the most excitement. In the case of a creative 6 year old, there are some REALLY exciting thoughts available to choose from. This 6 year old will “seem” hyper because they are bouncing from one exiting thought to another. In the case of a 34 year old male, who is running their own business, it might mean being overly focused on the first e-mail he reads that day and loosing track of other priorities that were more important, like paying the phone bill before it gets cut off today.

Suffice it to say, that when reading about how and why my sons brain works the way it does, I saw why my brain works the way that it does. I saw why I keep having customers that have to wait too long for things that I should have been able to deal with faster, while focusing on the most exciting project that day.

So we made an appointment for our son to see the pediatrician and we made an appointment for me to see a shrink. We both got diagnosed with AD/HD a week apart (feeling all proud of myself for walking through this with him). We put him on Ritalin and it was like a light switch… He remained creative and boyish, and artistic, but instantly started making better choices that meant less consequences, and less destruction to clean up after. He became more articulate, started playing with friends, tidied his room by himself, and other things that made us cry.

I, on my shrinks direction, started drinking fish oil (turns out that fish oil is really good for AD/HD) and taking Ginko Biloba, but organization did not pick up for me all that much. I went back to see the shrink, and he has now started me on two meds… 1) Welbutrin – which is technically an anti-depressant (and sometimes called the “happy” drug) but has an effect of creating a fair bit of dopamine, and helps you to see through the anxiety of the large task list of things that you have been forgetting to do, and 2) Dexadrine – a mild stimulant.

*** that’s right, for AD/HD you get a stimulant! In fact coffee helps people with AD/HD. Don’t ever listen to that un-educated person that says you shouldn’t give a hyper kid coffee. The caffeine creates dopamine and helps them make better choices and they seem to slow down, because their brains are working faster. ***

I have to say that I have had my own light switch moment. Whilst taking the stimulant, I wake up with a better sense of my day’s priorities. I can see, AND REMEMBER, my task list throughout the day. I can adjust to new tasks that get added in throughout the day. I can say “No” to distractions a LOT easier. I am getting things done. I feel like I am in control of the important things in my life, rather than running behind them.

But I am still me. I can still articulate my thoughts. I feel and have to deal with the same range of emotions. I can still solve complicated programming issues with the same diagnostic mind, but I don’t get lost in that programming issue to the expense of the rest of the world.

AND, I am not on drugs forever. I am working on developing new planning and organizational habits that will help even when I am off the meds, but it is WAY easier to keep at those skills until they become habits while on them.

In Conclusion, the local schools have been GREAT (for all our kids). The naturopath was on the right track, but didn’t get us far enough for long enough. The pediatrician was not a pill pusher. Ritalin does not make your kids comatose. The grade 2 teacher endured a lot (and we are really sorry). The shrink was not a pill pusher either. AND… It is a real benefit for an adult to deal with their AD/HD; It is not just a kid thing.

The Gentleness in His Soul Shines Through

The Gentleness in His Soul Shines Through

We called the new school today to talk with the principal about classroom placement.

We are not asking for a specific class or teacher, as we don’t know the teachers at this school. What we are wanting is the best for our child and the only way to have a possibility of getting that for him is to speak up.

Having a child that requires some extra support has taught us so much about the need for parental advocates.

Whether your child needs extra help in school or specific medical care or specific emotional or mental care…..if your child has needs (what child doesn’t) and it doesn’t seems like they are getting the help that they need – then I believe that it is our job as parents to speak up for them in the situations where their voices either aren’t heard or they don’t have the strength, knowledge or weight for their voices to carry loud enough to be heard.

We have learned that it is SO IMPORTANT to advocate for your child….because if you don’t – it is highly unlikely that anyone else will.

You know your child. You know what is best. And if there is something that you think will help your child, then voice your desires and your concerns and don’t let up until you get a result that is acceptable to you. We have found that once the teacher/principal/doctor or whoever else we are talking with realizes that we are serious….typically they then take the situation a little more serious and give it some extra attention and effort.

Too often the people on the “other side” are just over worked and trying to make the best of a difficult situation. We have found that most everybody really wants to help. We have found that if we can clearly state a)what we are wanting, b)what we see as problematic and c)what we think could be an answer that often times it is so easy to come up with a solution that suits all of us involved. Especially when we bring it all back to the success or health of our child, “personally”. This is where that investment in relationship comes in especially handy.

And today…we took the initial steps toward building that relationship with the principal of the kids new school.

As much as I hate to say it, the two girls weren’t even mentioned.

I hate that we have to mention Jeremy, but I’m more than willing to do it.

And as it turns out, it was a very good move and even better timing….they ARE working on the classes for the fall and there are two grade 4 classes. One is very structured and rigid and the other is slanted a bit more to the creative side of things. He even mentioned that there is more parental involvement and communication needed and required in the second one. We hope this is a good thing and we’ll see. Jon is going to meet with him next week to talk some more.

It’s hard to try and explain your son to someone in just a few short moments. You throw that ADHD label out there like a gauntlet and because there is so much misinformation and lack of understanding on top of such a BROAD scale of definitions, and you never know what someone’s perception is going to be.

We were asked if Jeremy is violent or aggressive and those questions just take my breath away. This boy is so soft and gentle and so funny and kind and so passionate and creative and so energetic and inventive, but he is not violent or aggressive. We are blessed.

The areas that Jeremy struggles the most with are impulsivity and executive function.

And on medication, he is basically a normal boy. He is an energetic 8 year old boy, who also happens to be the youngest in his class (typically) and has had a few rough(er) years. I also believe that he is brilliant (not just a mother talking – the teachers and principal, psychologist, and pediatrician and learning assistant teachers have all mentioned it) and on the meds, his actual intelligence helps him to “fit within the normal range” for his age and grade and actually mask some of the actual learning disorder that I believe he might have.

I’d like to get him assessed so that if there is in fact, a learning disability that he would be able to benefit from the options available to him in High School and college or university.

I just wish that I could show everyone the heart and soul of this little boy….this young man. Everyone that has actually gotten to know him has fallen in love with him. I just wish that none of this were necessary in the first place.

But for now it is, and for now we advocate for him the best that we can.

We want him to succeed and will do just about anything to enable him to do so.

…..and regardless of the challenges that he faces, I believe he will succeed.