I see parents on Facebook post pictures of their kids using their Timehop app and it’s always fun to see what a difference a year makes and how much they have changed. Today I was in amazement at what came up on my Timehop. For those who aren’t aware Timehop is an app for your smart phone or iPad that will show you whatever you posted on that day 1, 2 or 9 years ago depending on how long you have had social media.
My future’s so bright I gotta wear shades!
Chris and I just received an email from Killian’s doctor, Ali. This email wasn’t just any email to tell us that Killi is doing good or that we need to work on things to help him do better. This email is so special because of all of the hard work our son, his doctor, his teachers, Odie, and Chris and I have put in for the past year is all worth it.
God has given us a great gift of the right people being put in our lives at the perfect moment to help our son.
God has provided for our every need. We can’t thank HIM enough for this blessing.
This is really the only word to describe my son’s progress. Well maybe another would be divine intervention plus a little early intervention therapy…. Ok that is more than just one word but you get the point.
my little tiger
It has almost been a year since we began our journey with our therapy program with Reed Institute. It has almost been a year since I was at my total breaking point. I felt as if no prayers were being heard. I was alone in a foreign land with no one, who understood what was going on with my boy (except for Chris). Everyone was telling me “Don’t worry. This is a phase.” Praise the Lord, I was driven to the point where I was not ashamed to say “THERE IS A PROBLEM HERE!” and started the process of looking for help.
I believe you can pray for something until you are blue in the face asking for a miracle (and sure sometimes it might happen) but without being proactive nothing will change. God gave us a brain and resources at our disposal (heck he created Google, well the guy who made Google…) and it’s our job to use them wisely.
Our first successful, stress free, peaceful family outing!
Our twelve weeks of ESDM Therapy has come to a close. It’s amazing how far my son has come and how much he has changed in such a short time. This has been a very trying time in our lives as a family and as some of you can relate, having a “special” kid is exhausting and overwhelming but those times when you get a big hug or you truly see a difference in your child’s development, you seem to forget all of the hard times.
As you know, children have to reach certain milestones at different stages along the way and this is how we track their development. Obviously, my son didn’t meet certain milestones on time and this is how we discovered he had some delays but this post isn’t about my son and his milestones. Instead, it is about a milestone that I have reached as a parent.
After five weeks of therapy my son has completely mellowed out. Before he had the attention span of a gnat, flitting around from place to place. We couldn’t keep him engaged on anything. He would run around like a mad man doing laps in the therapy room and spend about a minute with each toy.
Killi & Yuki at therapy
Part of my sons issues have to do with being social. I can understand why he wouldn’t want to be social in Thailand, everyone here makes such a big deal about a white baby. They have to squeeze his legs, pinch his cheeks, pat his head, try to kiss him, and are always shouting “hey boy!!” to get his attention. I totally understand why he doesn’t want anything to do with people. Imagine how much easier his life is when he ignores everyone (except for mom and dad) and acts like people are completely invisible! It’s funny how we all adapt to different situations and this is how my son is dealing with the harassment he receives the moment he leaves the house.
I am sure this constant touching and being “hollered” at like he is a beautiful woman walking by a construction site or I guess really a farang man walking down soi 33 by the “working girls” would have him retreat into his shell and not want to come out is greatly impacting his condition in a negative way.
From Palmetto Pride to Pad Thai 