Friday, May 28, 2010

Old School Photo Friday: 2nd Shot



I love photos! I especially love potentially embarrassing old photos. Which is why I love playing along with Dumb Mom over at Parenting By Dummies.

Today I have some gems of me when I was 17.  I had the original coffin on wheels (AKA Smart Car), a Ford Festiva and apparently I thought I was a hippy because in both of these pictures I am channeling my inner deadhead.



I wish I had something more witty and humorous to add but apparently my snark is broken today.  So, please go visit Dumb Mom and read some real humor.

Cause I can't even fake it right now.


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Wednesday, May 26, 2010

Green is the new happy.




Its been quite awhile since I played along with Seven Clown Circus' Wordful Wednesday so I thought today was a great day to do so.

I have a love affair with plants.  Most of the times it is a very strong bond in which we do the relationship dance of give and take.  I give them water, fertilizer, and my undying love and they give me their green yummy goodness or something pretty to look at when I sit on my deck.  However, every now and then I have a painful breakup that leaves us both sad and lonely. 

The worst such breakup I have ever experienced was when a friend bought a rather expensive gardenia plant for my home.  It was amazing, it smelled heavenly, and I went to the internet to learn how best to care for it and ensure a long and healthy life together. 

I failed.

The poor thing started dropping its flowers, then its leaves wilted 1 by 1 with brown spots.  Eventually all that was left was a pitiful looking gardenia skeleton with less than a dozen leaves hanging on for dear life.  Shortly after its untimely demise and burial (yes, I buried the poor thing!) I learned that gardenias are not the easiest houseplant to care for and are actually quite finicky.

That made me feel a little bit better.

Today I am pleased to say I have a neon green thumb because everything I plant seems to grow in abundance.

Some of you (okay, maybe 2 of you) may remember back in the early days of my blog I mentioned a discarded Poinsettia that I found on a freezing January morning thrown into the dumpster at my apartment building.

No?  Well I blogged about it here and here.

Suffice it to say I am the Poinsettia Whisperer because this plant loves me. 2 years after its original rescue it just keeps coming back every year.  In the fall I cut its stem back all the way to the soil and put it in a deep dark closet.  Then I let is hibernate for about 4 months during which time it is neither watered or given light.  Miraculously when I pull her back out in March she has already started growing stalks and leaves, but they are pure white from the lack of sun.  I love my pretty poinsettia.

I think she loves me too.


This year I have ventured into herb growing as well.  My current favorites are these little beauties...

Mmmmm cilantro!  Get in my belly!

This year Sam surprised me on Mother's Day with a beautiful flower his classroom planted for each of the moms.  I look at it every morning and smile.


I would love to know what plants or herbs do you grow?  
Do you get attached to your plants like I do?

For those of you who just adore plants (or me and my crazy stories) you can also check out a blog post I wrote here about a very special friend Noah had last summer. 

They were perfect for each other!


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Tuesday, May 25, 2010

Ten things Autism has taught me about life

1)  Unless its a party no one likes surprises.
One of the universal truths of autism is the importance of knowing at all times what is coming next.  Nothing can upset a child with autism like an extra errand they were not told to expect.  Similarly it can be just as devastating to have an errand or activity removed from a planned outing.  Something as simple as taking a different way home from Grandma's house can be both upsetting and also unsettling.

2)  You can't read a book by its cover.
One of my favorite sayings about individuals with autism is this..."If you have met 1 person with autism, thats it...you have met 1 person."Autism is a spectrum disorder.  Within that spectrum you have individuals who are non-verbal and require constant supervision for their entire lives while also including on the opposite end individuals who are "quirky" or mildly socially awkward.  The best way to learn more about an autistic individual is to spend time with that individual.  Learn their strengths, accept their limitations, and expect to be amazed!

3)  Sometimes we just need a time-out
Individuals with autism can become easily agitated by situations and locations a typical person would never notice.  Fluorescent lights are often unbearable for children with autism as the sound they produce can be merely annoying at best and deafening at worst.  Combined with the assault of extra sensory sights and sounds of their surroundings it is no surprise that many individuals with autism have meltdowns in public places such as the grocery store or a shopping mall.
We all need a time-out when we feel our anxiety gaining speed and our coping mechanisms failing.  However, for someone with autism it is very difficult if not impossible for them to voice their need or to pinpoint exactly what is setting them off.


4)  Denial is counterproductive
On of the hardest things to hear a doctor say is, "Your child has autism." or "cancer" or "diabetes".  No matter what the diagnosis chances are it will come as a shock.  This is true even in situations when the diagnosis is expected.  Some parents need a few days to let it all sink in.  Some immediately call every family member and close friend for their added support.  Others may choose to tell no one for a short time.
Unfortunately all too often I hear of a parent or their spouse who refuse to acknowledge their child's diagnosis.  Unlike cancer or diabetes a child with autism is not in immediate medical danger if proactive steps are not taken right away.  However, their developmental progress very well (and usually) can be.
I cannot think of a single instance in life where denial is the right course of action.  At times we may choose to deny something because it is emotionally painful and devastating and so we allow ourselves to only feel bits and pieces over a period of time in order to cope.  But when this is done at the expense of a child in need of early intervention therapies such as occupational, speech, and physical therapy it is nothing less than a travesty.

5)  A smile has no shelf life.
When I am at my wits end and I am feeling frustrated, lonely, and ready to blow a gasket it will be at that exact moment that one of my boys will smile or giggle unexpectedly.  Perhaps it was something they saw out of the corner of their eyes or they heard a silly noise.  Whatever the cause their smile can melt my heart and remind me that this parenting deal isn't always so raw.  Sometimes its nothing less than extraordinary.


6)  Take time to smell the roses.
This is probably the easiest lesson to skip or gloss over as a parent.  We spend our days moving at rapid-fire speed to get everything done and in doing so we can miss so many of the simple pleasures around us.  My son, Noah, has taught me this lesson time and time again.  He takes pleasure in the smallest sounds of birds chirping in the trees or the way the wind blows through the trees and causes the leaves to rustle and spin.  He will lay in front of our sliding glass doors and bask in the morning sun like a cat.  He will do these things and ignore the toys in the toy box behind him or the books sitting next to him on the shelf.  For those moments he simply wants to meditate on where he is right there in the moment.

7)  Too much of a good thing is still too much.
Most individuals with autism have a "stim".  A stim is any action done repetitively to calm the central nervous system.  For some it is flapping of the hands,  jumping up and down, or perhaps audibly repeating a word or phrase over and over again.  My son, Sam, is a drummer or typically what I call a banger.  He prefers to find a metal object to rhythmically bang against another object.  Much of the time he does not act as if he knows he is doing it.  Its as much a reflex as blinking his eyes.
That being said there are times that  his stimulatory behavior can be quite distracting and potentially damaging.  Sam will think nothing of picking up a glass item to use as a drum or banging on a plasma TV screen.  Clearly these are times that his need to calm  his mind need to be redirected towards something else.

8)  Its not about me.  
I first learned this lesson immediately upon giving birth to Sam.  As I held him that first time I knew that my life was forever changed.  I knew that from that point on I would always think of him before myself and that his health and happiness would be my guiding light for the rest of my life.  With his diagnosis of autism and then the birth of his brother, Noah, and his eventual diagnosis I continued to be reminded that this world and this life is not about me.
However, I also learned that it is not about Autism.  It is not about a diagnosis.
What it is about is love.

9)  The only guarantee we have is right now.
As a mother with 2 special needs children it is very easy to worry about the future and to consume yourself with the "what-if" game.
"What if one of them wanders away?" "What if something happens to me?"
"What if I the day comes that I can't physically care for them anymore?"
The hard part is remembering that the only thing I need to concentrate on is right now I often repeat the "One Day At A Time" mantra to myself because many times that is all I really need to hear.
However, I also know for sure that I have a guarantee for our future in the hands of God.  I am faith-filled and glory-focused and when the whole world seems to be falling apart I can place my trust in Him.

10)  A heavy load is easier to bear when someone helps you carry it.
When we are weary and heavy laden the best thing we can do for ourselves and our children is to ask for help.  At times it can be the absolute hardest thing to do.  Even asking help of someone we love, like our spouse or our family can be overwhelming.  I think this happens because we spend so much of our time and our energy caring for our children and anticipating their needs that we really want someone to do the same for us.
And they can.  But you are going to have to ask them for it.
Our family and friends, and even our spouses, are not mind readers.  They may not know when we are at our breaking point.  This is where communication and honesty are paramount.

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Mothering my sons has very much shaped my world and my view of it.
Just as their lives have shaped my heart.

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Monday, May 24, 2010

MomzShare Rocked The Springs for Team WhyMommy & Relay For Life

Saturday night marked the long-awaited second MomzShare event held in Silver Spring, Maryland at The Little Gym.


Once again the extremely talented and beautiful MomzShare creators, Jen and Lara, went above and beyond to bring over 75 women & mom bloggers from Maryland, Washington D.C., and Virginia together to network and discuss our passions as women and social media mavens.

 The absolute best part of the night was raising just shy of $1,400.00 for The American Cancer Society's Relay for Life in support of Team WhyMommy!  We had an over the top donation of $1,000.00 from the Internet Security company Bit Defender as well as almost $400.00 in raffles of which 100% went to Relay for Life!



The raffle items were completely above and beyond what any of us could have wanted or asked for!  It just goes to show you how generous companies and individuals can be when they know their money is going towards the noble cause of eradicating cancer from those we love and care about.  My thanks go out to
La Papillon Spa, Peace Love Lip Gloss, Bring It To Fruition, The Round House Theater, The Maryland Science Center, Port Discovery, The National Aquarium, Tuscan Home Decor & Design, All things Italian, Certifikid, Then Again Photography, The Melting Pot of DC, Tech Savvy Mama, Be Lifestyle MedSpa, Simplify OrganizingBitDefender and their BitMoms community!



We were very lucky to have a number of professional photography bloggers in our midst for the night who captured some amazing shots! Many thanks to Amanda of ThenAgain Photography and Lolli of Simply You Photos for the use of their mad skills on my obvious un-professional photography blog.

However I do have one complaint of the evening.  

Does this beautiful woman look like she needed to win the raffle for $2,400.00 worth of Medi-spa treatments?

Honestly....what are they going to liposuction?  Her earlobes?

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Thursday, May 20, 2010

Awesomeness just runs in the family!

*UPDATED*
Tonight Paula Deen's Real Women of Philadelphia posted an interview they did with my sister about her cooking style and worst kitchen disaster.  You can check it out here

The month of May is shaping up to be a pretty damn good month for the Walker girls.

First, I found out I am in the running as a nominee for Best Parenting Blog over at Nickelodeon's own Parents' Connect community website. 

 You can click this awesome button and vote for me every day until June 17th!

But then my sister, Caryn, received the news that she is a finalist in Paula Deen's Real Women of Philadelphia cooking contest.




She gets to go to Savannah, Georgia where she will prepare her dish in front of a live studio audience, Paula Deen herself and a group of judges.

Caryn is one of the finalists in the appetizer competition and she will be making her Sassy Tailgate Sandwiches.




Caryn will be competing against 3 other women and their appetizer recipes.  However, I know for sure that Caryn will win high marks not only for her decadent recipe but because she has a number of very important factors in her favor.

#1-  My sister is hilarious.  She can make even the most crotchety old lady bust a gut by the things that come flying out of my sister's mouth.

#2-  My sister could sell ice to Eskimos.  Caryn has had a number of successful businesses over the years.  She creates beautiful bedazzled capri's and Haviana flip flops and she bakes and sells her pies and cakes to a number of local restaurants and diners.  Clearly whatever she lends her talents to takes off like lightening.

#3-  My sister is down to earth.  Caryn is one of the most "real" women I have ever known.  She shoots from the hip and tells it like it is.  Come to think of it...Paula Deen seems to be a lot like that as well.

No matter what the outcome of the cook-off I know that my sister has already won the most important competitions in this life.  The ones that center around being an amazing wife and mother, serving God, and bringing some humor and fun to those of us trying to make it through an otherwise mediocre day.

Basically, my sister rocks.

And I don't need Paula Deen's cook-off to prove it.

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Tuesday, May 18, 2010

All those Dora The Explorer, Diego & Yo Gabba Gabba purchases have finally paid off.


There are very few brands that I can say literally "OWN" me.

In fact, I can think of only a couple and the top of that list is most definitely anything produced, created, or manufactured by Nickelodeon and Nick Jr.


This was just the sampling I came up with from one room.  There was no way I was going to sift through the mountain of toys, books, and assorted chaos in the boys' bedroom.

I might not have made it out alive.

The number of DVDs alone has easily cost me a small fortune.


Apparently all that money I have spent has finally paid off because yesterday I received an email from Nickelodeon's Parents Connect informing me that I have been chosen as a potential nominee for their 2010 Parents' Picks Awards.

I have absolutely no idea who nominated me for this honor but if it was you, dear reader, I want to thank you from the bottom of my Nickelodeon-owned heart!

I am up against some steep competition for this award.  There are 47 other blogs, many of which are much fancier than mine and have custom designed layouts and paid advertisers.

Mine has none of those things.

However, what mine does have is heart, a bit of humorous craziness, and an "extreme" look at parenthood dictated by raising children with autism.

Most surprising, are some rather unexpected allies who have decided to rally behind me in hopes of encouraging all of you to vote for me.

They agreed to let me give you the logistics which are pretty darn simple:

*Click on the big Nickelodeon Parents' Connect Button at the top of this post.  Or just click here.
*Click the "Nominate" button under my picture and my blog's name, Adventures in Extreme Parenthood.
*And if this is your first time voting you will have to fill out a very short profile to prove you are a live human being and not some evil robot randomly pressing buttons hither and dither and yon.
*You can vote for up to 5 blogs every single day up until June 17th.! 

And then they told me to shoo because they want to give it to you straight on why you should take only a minute out of your day for the next 30 days to vote for me.




Oh dear, they didn't tell me they were going to stoop to threatening anyone.


Awww, I love you Brobee...I just laugh at you when you aren't looking.



Well, I don't really know what to say.  I have inanimate objects vying for my love and affection and pleading with my readers to vote for me as a 2010 Nickelodeon Parents' Pick Award.

I, for one, hope you will do it.

Otherwise I think that gator might come after you next.



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Sunday, May 16, 2010

Fighting hunger with the help of Spongebob, a moonbounce, and cupcakes

On Friday night I heard about a block party being held on Saturday afternoon by Melinda, a fellow bloggy-buddy of mine, in support of the Maryland Food Bank and their effort to end childhood hunger.

As of late the Banshee has been trying new things with the boys and so I made a knee-jerk decision to take the boys.

This could have ended very badly.

However, I am pleased to report that I didn't lose either of the boys even once! 

In fact, I have found the #1 way to ensure Noah's compliance comes in the shape of Spongebob with a surprising taste of orange sherbet.


Amazingly he sat quietly on the grass for over 10 minutes happily licking and poking poor Spongebob right in his gumball eyes.


I, of course, was totally at peace with that given Spongebob had willingly and selflessly given his life for the sake of my sanity child's happiness.

The moon bounce was another stroke of pure genius on the part of Melinda.  Clearly Moon Bounce + Children = mass pantry raiding for the amazingly low admission price of 1 bag of non-perishable food.




I, for one, am just thankful that the Moon Bounce did not result in a post-Spongebob ice cream hurl.

One of the best entertainments Melinda had planned for the kids was a large bucket of water filled with plastic fish and 2 magnetic fishing poles.  Everyone knows my boys love nothing more than a giant bucket of water!


Noah confirmed that the offered shellfish was pleasing to the palate.

By far the hardest part of the afternoon was restraining myself (and my friends Lara & Joanne) from buying the entire truck of Iced Gems Bakery's cupcakes. 

Clearly we are only doing our part to fight childhood hunger!
Honestly, whoever thought up the idea of a mobile refrigerated cupcake truck should be given an honorary Nobel Peace Prize because you have never seen a group of children quiet down and listen to their parents like an open box of fresh, decadent cupcakes!

I would say the even was a hit!  Melinda completely filled her van with non-perishable food donations and
both the ice cream truck and Iced Gems graciously donated 10% of their profits to the Maryland Food Bank.

If you would like to help support the Maryland Food Bank you can do so by clicking here.

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Friday, May 14, 2010

My second born is hauntingly beautiful

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As beautiful as my firstborn son Sam is my second born son is equally, if not more so.

But don't tell his brother I said that.


But, just like his older brother, this current photo (taken during the Snowpocalypse in February) can't hold a flame to his beautiful baby photos:


Seriously, do babies get any cuter than this?  

Yeah, I didn't think so either.

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My first born is fearfully and wonderfully made

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My bloggy buddy, Dumb Mom, over at Parenting by Dummies is having a Don't Hate Me Because I'm Beautiful Photo Contest and I have not one, but two, sons to enter into her contest.

When I first heard about the contest I was rather sure I could win top prize with a photo of either of my sons from babyhood....alas, I was informed I could only enter current photos of my brood. 

So, here you have it folks.....My first born son, Sam.

I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, 
I know that full well.
Psalm 139:14

Nevermind the fact that he was so gosh darn cute as a baby...

See what I mean?

Truly, he was the cutest baby EVER!

But don't tell his brother I said that.

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Thursday, May 13, 2010

Port Discovery is my new favorite playground!

Today the boys' dad and I made a trip to Port Discovery in Baltimore for their bi-annual "Discovery Days" in honor of families with special needs children.

I had always wanted to take the boys to Port Discovery but after a failed trip to the National Aquarium in 2005 I had given up hope in navigating any museum, even those geared towards children, with my 2  in tow.

Its hard enough dealing with parents giving me the evil eye at the grocery store or our local park (as I have blogged about in the past) let alone paying a hefty admission fee to a museum or event to leave feeling judged and chastised.

After our visit today I have to say I doubt I will ever have to fear that reaction at Port Discovery.

This children's museum was nothing short of amazing.  We were there for 2 hours and only managed to experience half of the rooms and activities.  I had browsed the Port Discovery website prior to our visit in order to learn as much as possible about the layout and exhibits and read in their FAQ's that most visitors stay for 2 to 3 hours.  I would say that if you are visiting with a special needs child you could easily extend the visit for 4 or more hours.

My boys could have spent the entire visit in the water room.  and we almost did.



Whoever designed this room was a sensory genius!  Sam spent much of the time shooting water at the various musical instruments on the wall and Noah entertained himself between the snaking water table that traversed half the room and the giant child-swallowing bubble machine in the far corner.  I was impressed that the museum offered raincoats and Crocs for the kids to wear while enjoying the water room.  After all, nothing irks an autistic child more than wet clothes and soggy shoes!  Or at least mine!

We spent another half hour or more climbing the rock walls, ropes, and ladders in the Kid Works jungle gym that is 3 stories tall and is stationed in the center of the museum.  This activity was yet another example of a design genius. Parents are strongly encouraged to climb and explore with their children and considering the heavy workout I received in doing so I am thinking Jillian Michaels may be behind this whole setup.

I would have loved to have taken some photos of the Kid Works tower of torture treehouse as we climbed but my kids were like monkeys in their natural habitat and were moving so quickly I had to climb as if my life depended on it just to keep up.  However I did manage to snap some photos with my iPhone and you are welcome to see them here on my Facebook page.

Noah had a lot of fun with the new Curious George exhibit and the various activities it provided.  He sat next to George's bicycle and happily spun its wheels for quite some time.  He only decided to leave it when the room began filling with a large number of children from a visiting school.

My favorite room in the museum was the Oasis Room.  It is a quiet respite compared to the hustle and bustle of the rest of the museum.  It has a small library with comfy chairs and puff balls for the kids to lounge on.  There are also hands on activities like board games, matching activities, and small toys and stuffed animals.



Personally I wanted to take these little guys home with me!

The boys' dad had a good time reading books and getting some excellent snuggles while I snapped photos and collected some of the literature they had on hand about special needs organizations in the Baltimore area.  The Oasis Room also had a visit from a local therapy dog who happens to be special needs herself with a partially missing front leg.




Of course any adventure with Sam and Noah, the "Trouble Brothers", would not be complete without some good old-fashioned drama. While I was speaking to a staff member about my elation with their museum and throwing a few buzz words around like, "Mommy Blogger", "MomzShare", and "Public Relations" I was under the impression that the boys' dad was watching both of them in an adjoining room. Turns out he was watching Sam but he thought Noah was with me.

::Insert dramatic shudder here::

Ummm, no. I thought he was with you.

I believe this was one instance when I truly did take on my screaming banshee persona....both figuratively and literally!

It seems you never realize how young you really are until you watch your life flash right before your eyes. Twice.  Once for Noah's and once for my own.

At first I thought he had been gone for close to 15 minutes.  But after my heart stopped skipping beats and oxygen was restored to my brain I realized it was more like 8 and only 3 of those minutes were spent in the actual search.

Again, I have to say that Port Discovery is run like a well-oiled machine.  Once it was obvious neither Bruce nor I had any idea where our youngest son was located the staff member I had been speaking to alerted the security team via walkie-talkie and every staff member in the building was put on alert to look for a 5 year old boy wearing a yellow shirt with a lizard on the front, the color and number of the sticker on his back, and the reminder that he is autistic and non-verbal and so would not respond to his name if they were calling it out hoping he would answer to it.

Because He won't.

Both a staff member and I located him simultaneously on the first floor at the base of the large curly-q slide.  I ran down the stairs and immediately called out his name and scooped him up in my arms.  Noah never knew there was a problem and was rather unhappy with my removing him from the giant squishy mat he had been licking.

Ewww.  Talk about a sensory experience.

Sam spent some quality time drumming on the large African drum with Daddy while Noah's escape was transpiring and so once we were joined back up it was nearing noon and time to head home.  But not before stopping by the membership desk and collecting a family membership application.

It was unanimously decided we are buying the Family Plus yearly pass!  It is good for up to 3 adults and 3 children and would easily pay for itself after 2 visits.  This pass is perfect for our unique family dynamic in which both the boys' dad (my ex-husband) and my current husband (their step-dad) can co-parent together to ensure our kids have the opportunity to explore events and locations that would normally be too difficult attend.  I am blessed in having an ex-husband who has become more of a friend and a new husband who has fully embraced our necessity for non-traditional parenting and inclusion.  What more could a blended family strive to be?

As you can imagine I cannot encourage you enough to consider spending a few hours (or if you are a family with special needs children just make it a day) at Port Discovery in Baltimore.  I was very pleased to see that a number of the employees are of differing abilities and that the museum makes every possible effort to include children of all abilities.  I saw children in wheelchairs easily playing at the water tables and shopping in the hands-on grocery store and play area.  There were a number of children with autism spectrum disorders enjoying the sensory-seeking activities the climbing and sliding activities provided them.  In most instances the children I saw could not be labeled as special needs or neurotypical and I found I didn't want to.  Instead I recognized their smiles and exuberance for what it truly was: childlike joy.

And that, my friends, is available to everyone.

*This post was in no way sponsored by Port Discovery.  My boys' received their tickets free of charge thanks to a grant provided by CVS Caremark and The Herbert Bearman Foundation, Inc. in honor of Port Discovery's Discovery Days program for families with special needs children.  The 2 adult tickets were purchased for a reduced rate of $7.00 each which I paid for out of my own funds.  

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