Twins??

I laugh because if I don't I will cry.  I roll my eyes hoping that it is just a dream, but it isn't.  I smile, because it makes living bearable and because if I didn't.... it just wouldn't be worth it. 

October break for my kiddos is a 2 and a half week long vacation from school.  I dread it, kinda....but in another way it is relaxing.  There are no schedules to keep, no busses to catch, no parents of neurotypical kids giving me the eye... you know the one you get because your kid isn't behaving in a socially acceptable way.  So far it has been good to just do nothing, because I can.

I started off the kids break with a visit to the developmental pediatricians office for the twins.  I hate calling them that because after the baby stage was over they were just two kids that happen to share the same birthday, that is how I view them.  I sometimes even temporarily forget that I have twins because they are not at all alike.  So off to the doctor we go.  My son is terrified because whenever I say doctor, he assumes he is going to be shot, a huge ordeal that has the nurses taking a lunch break when they realize why we are there.  I assure him and his sister at this point that under no circumstances am I taking them to get shot because I have turned that duty over to Dad from now on. 

So they are excited because we are going to the fun doctor.  I really do like him and he seems to be able to relate to the kids.  Em is the first one and we go over how she is doing on meds and at school and so on.  The doc thinks she is doing OK but wants us to get psychoeducational testing done.  I agree, and he gives me the name.  Zach is next and already has a chip on his shoulder because his sister is an inch taller and weighs 5 pounds more.  So we start with his meds.  Yes everything is good.  Sleep patterns not so good.  Anxiety...horrible.  We explain what has been going on, and the doc suggests we try him on a small dose of seratonin AKA: antidepressant.  Another RX to add to the list.  We are up for anything because his panic attacks are becoming harder to control and deal with.  The doc also suggests psychoeducational testing and counseling to help with his anxiety.  OK so we agree.

Called the psychologists office today, they haven't returned my call.  Zach over hears my message and gives me this look like I have absolutely lost my mind.  I explained to him that the doctor wanted to do some psychoeducational testing with him.  He responds "What just because Josh made up the word?"  I burst out laughing and gave him a hug.  It did sound like a word Josh made up, but it wasn't.  I explained what the word meant and why we thought it was a good idea.  Then I had to go into an indepth explaination about how I didn't think he was crazy, because to him, psychoeducational sounded crazy.  I just told him that his brain works a little differently and we need to figure out how to help him so that he did better in school.

The hard part of this whole parenting kiddos that have "issues" is that they are bright kids.  They are just a bit quirky and need help in certain areas.  So I always second guess myself.  If I had carried them to term, would they function better and cope better?  Would they feel normal?  Would they have a normal and healthy weight?  I don't really have a good answer to that.  Fortunately I just love them for who they are and hope that I can teach them to be......

The Planets are in Alignment

So I am laying in bed with my planet obsessed 5 year old when out of the blue he says to me, "Momma, this place is creepy."  In my head, I am running through a mental list of what place he could be talking about.  Not coming up with any good ideas, I ask, "Is momma's room creepy?"  He answers no.  "Is the house creepy?"  "No mom, Earth is creepy.  I don't like this planet."  So I bite and ask what planet he would like to live on.  His reply: "You guess momma"  So I started listing planets.  All of them were a Big Fat NO, until we got to Saturn.  "Yeah I like that one, it has circles around it!"  He was so excited, and then went silent.  I could tell he was thinking about it, so I asked him.  He replied, "but mom, Jasper (his new friend in Kindergarten) likes Earth, not Saturn with the circles.  I said that was ok to like different planets.  Not good enough for my little rainman.  More deep thinging on his part.  I can literally see his brain trying to figure out the whole concept.  He finally looks toward me and states that "I think I will just stay here on earth, so I can see Jasper.  He doesn't want to live on Saturn."  I smile and tell him that is good, cause I would miss him if he went to Saturn.