I thought it would be nice as my blog is growing bigger and I'm reaching out more, to answer those questions that are most common!
How old is Espen?
He is 13.. right now!
Why do I mention his adoption?
I am proud of it. Espen is a miracle and a special gift. Birth mom's and dad's should be celebrated in our society. (But so should those ladies making the hard choice of abortion - I remain pro-choice). Our adoption story is a fantastic one and I am happy to share such a great experience. Every year I will rejoice in the fact that Espen's birth mom is in my life!
When did I know something was "not right"?
When Espen was small I didn't know it was not "normal". I was just so darn excited to have a baby and to be a mom! I started to feel like we were different then others about the he was 2. He crawled and walked a bit later then children his age. He was orally fixated. I noticed his high tolerance for pain from infancy. When we started to interact with other children I started to feel like we were on a different course. Our lives were just harder, messier and much more wild. Every trip to the pediatrician resulted in being told he was just a "normal" boy and mommy was high strung. This has been proven wrong...
It was not easy finding someone to listen to my struggles with Espen. But I never gave up the hope of being heard... and we found help....
http://mommybrokeit.blogspot.com/2012/11/yes-sensory-processing-disorder-there.html
Why don't I work?
My husband is gainfully employed outside the home. I work. I work non stop. We made the decision together for me to be a stay at home mom. It is in Espen's best interest and financially we are able to make it happen. After lots of bad days and hard times adjusting, I am finally in a place where I like it! I've written about those times in my blog posts...
http://mommybrokeit.blogspot.com/2012/05/being-mommy.html
http://mommybrokeit.blogspot.com/2011/12/staying-home.html
Why am I so honest?
It is hard having a child that is different. Some days it sucks. Some times I laugh until I cry. Sometimes I just cry. There is no shame in our lives. I get mad. I am proud. I love my child. I am honest because it is the only way we can truly educate each other. It is honesty that will make autism, ADHD, ODD and sensory processing understood. It is my voice that will take the stigma and shame out of difficult situations for my child.
If you are looking for more... I write another blog about our family..
www.mommybrokeit.blogspot.com
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