This is for my 4th child and only son. His name is Sidney, but even before he was born we called him Bear, Bear-Bear, or Little Bear, I just call him Bear. He is my inspiration, he is 13 now but soon he'll be 14! Where does the time go? We have been through a lot. When he was little I was positive he had Autism but I couldn't get his pediatrician to listen. And thru trial and error I have corrected many of his symptoms with diet even before he was finally diagnosed with Asperger's Syndrome at the age of 10. Now that he is a teenager I am scared for him all over again! lol Parenthood...
But that's not why I am writing this post. While reading some posts on one of the online Autism support groups of which I am a member, I came across a post that inspired me. I have long wanted some way to help my son in case he started having a melt-down somewhere when I wasn't there with him. While he seems very normal if not just a little odd or quirky to most people when he goes into his turtle mode he is entirely non-verbal.
Then after his latest growth spurt, he looks like he's grown too! The last melt down he had in public scared me to death, it was in November 2010 and we were in a Wal-Mart shopping, he sat down right in the middle of the ladies underwear department and covered his ears and put his head in his lap. What scared me was the idea that if he were with someone else or alone, maybe he had walked off to go the bathroom by himself, (he's way too big for the ladies room now) and something happens how will other people view him? I spent 20 minutes trying to peel him off the floor that day. If I wasn't there I can only imagine, because if some large security guard came and tried to make him get up, he might even become violent, then what?
So I came up with this idea, it’s not new just my own variation. Since I can make them easily I can provide them to other folks that need them too. I will donate 10% of the profits from the sales of the t-shirts to Autism projects so your money is going to two good causes, yours and the cause of Autism and Asperger's Education.
Here is what I came up with so far, a T-Shirt, a Hat, a Wallet Card, a Backpack Tag/Necklace Tag, and various decals that can be placed on binders, lunch-boxes, or any other thing your child or loved one may have an affinity to carry around. I am also working on a window decal that can be placed on the entrances to your home and windows to alert 1st responders in an emergency, as to the location of the person of special needs; as well as a yard sign.
In the next few days I will be posting pictures. The new url at http://www.bearshirts.org to market these products is already in production and will be live soon.
I'd love some feedback from any and all! Thanks for reading, and have a great day...
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Thursday, January 27, 2011
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
When I try to explain to people about me and my kids sensitivities to some foods they usually scoff. Remember all those times your kids (or you too) acted like monsters and you just chalked it up to "being a kid" what if it were really something else? I have been able to identify some triggers to the times my kids act like monsters and the triggers are wheat, artificial dyes, artificial preservatives etc. The more research I do the more I find out. I'm not a know-it-all I just try to pay attention... lol
So we, in my family, are all paying attention to what we eat and the more we learn the less mainstream our diet becomes. Sometimes we are weak and want to indulge in something we used to enjoy and now we can always see it has disastrous consequences.
I read an explanation for this weird phenomena. The theory was that just like a drug addict you become addicted to foods that are causing you harm. The longer you indulge the lower the effects and therefore the more you crave them to keep the effects you are addicted to coming. When you discover a food sensitivity like this and stop consuming that food, hopefully breaking that addiction in the process, your body normalizes again and then subsequently if you reintroduce that food into the system that tolerance you had previously built up to that food is now gone so its like a huge shot of a powerful drug! In fact the last time my daughter had a huger meltdown after eating wheat cereal with cows milk at a friends house and I tried to explain what was happening to the kind people who came to try to talk her out of the garage; they scoffed. They said "eating some wheat won't make a person act crazy like this, she looks like she's on drugs!"
So for me, it has led to a total transformation in my eating habits. Kids are less easy to convince, probably due to a short attention span, that the fit of uncontrollable rage she flew into when her brother innocently poked her to get her attention may have been the result of the wheat cereal she ate a few hours ago. Just as many women, who have difficulties with fluctuating hormones don't want to see that the fact that your husband innocently asked you if it's "that time of the month" is because he can see that when you fly into a tirade over little things there is an inherent pattern to this behavior; because he is on the outside looking in.
So its sorta like that. I can see it, just like that husband can see it. It doesn't really matter to me if science has or has not decided to come out with some mind blowing statistical evidence to support my theory or refute it. I can see it!
If you come into contact with me and my kids, please don't be offended or shocked if we turn down your kind and generous offers of candy, snacks, or other food. And please don't try to sneak some in when mom's not looking thinking "oh a little candy never hurt anybody". If you do, I may call you for one of the crazy nights and let you come see for yourself, lol! But seriously folks: Please, Don't Feed the Bears!