During the last few weeks, my three-year-old child with autism has been stimming more than usual and having many meltdowns.
This behavior reminded me of her older ten-year-old brother, who still struggles with stimming.
Pondering about the possible causes for autism, I came across a documentary titled Plastic Planet.
What an eye opener! Having had little time for baking, following a strict gluten-free diet, and utilizing disposable diapers, I gave in to the convenience of using plastic-made goods and feeding my children some processed foods. After watching this documentary, I realized that my behavior not only pollutes the environment, but may be affecting my family’s health. Immediately, I went online and found two websites that provide helpful information about the consequences to our health and the environment of using plastic-made goods. These are blog and blog. In the meantime, my husband drove to Walmart and bought Evenflo glass baby bottles with silicone nipples to start our transition to life without plastic. It is a worthy New Year’s resolution.
I can believe how time flies. H-T-P is already crawling around the house. All the kids take care of him and just love him to death!
Why I wrote a post about it? He is the first of our kids that is reaching his milestones as any typical boy would. A big deal for parents of children with disabilities.
This year, I have tried to do things differently as we prepare for Christmas. The kids have been able to focus more on helping their siblings and getting ready for the birth of Jesus. Of course they are fighting some of the time, but they apologize afterwards. For me, that’s what counts.
We prepared a bed for Jesus which they are filling with strips of paper every time they perform a good deed. It has been difficult for them, but they are so proud when they overcome their weaknesses.
We have also been decorating the tree with Jesse Tree ornaments which don’t last long. Cata enjoys ripping them.
I haven’t finished sewing some presents, but we still have Three Kings Day.
My three year old with autism laughing.
It is amazing how many things can happen in just two months. After the surgery, two of my kids had MRSA. Two weeks later, another two had strep throat and scarlet fever. Thank God, they are healthy now.
Before the surgery, I was desperate to cut my hair. I tried many salons, but none worked out. So, I did it myself. The funny thing is that all my friends have seen me, but nobody noticed. That means I didn’t do such a bad job. I did it late at night. When my husband saw me the next day he said: “It looks good. I can see that your medicines don’t cure your bipolar disorder.”
This struggle with my surgery has been breathtaking. I won’t deny that the pain and frustration has been unbearable at times. Nevertheless, pain opens new doors in understanding our relationship with God and the people in our lives.
It’s been lovely to experience so much love around me. So many friends have called, written, stop by with meals, and offer words of encouragement. Suffering makes me put my life on hold, so I can reflect about my relationship with God. How sweet it is. Now, I see the little things that I worry about as nothing of great importance. I really feel blessed.
I have received a lesson in humility. I can barely do anything by myself. I cannot even hold my little ones. It breaks my heart to see their sad look in their faces when they want me to hold them, but I just can’t.
On the other side, it’s been extraordinary seeing my boys and husband step up to the challenge. They are cooking, doing laundry, dishwashing and taking care of the little ones. I am proud of all these men in my life.
These pictures are from the Rosary walk. I stayed behind with Catalina. How much I enjoyed nature that day. It was so easy to talk to God. For me, prayer it is just thinking about God and letting Him talk. Sometimes I just ask and ask, talk a lot, but I don’t listen. This is something I have to work on.
The Sunday before my surgery, we were invited to take part of a Rosary walk at a Catholic family’s house. The Rosary was led by a priest from the Opus Dei. It was wonderful to share a time of prayer with other “big” families like ours.
The children also enjoyed nature while praying to our dear Mother in Heaven.