JOEL CAN COUNT TO TEN!

I will let the video speak for itself...

(make sure your volume is turned up!)

I am so full of joy!  I feel like I am walking on air.  :)  For those of you who know Joel or read my post "When Your Child Can't Talk", you know what a surprise this was and how much it means to us.

The amazing woman you hear in the video is one of Joel's ABA therapists (the one I call "K").  We have been working on teaching Joel to talk in ABA, with excellent progress, but he is still needing a lot of prompting.  We had not been trying to teach him to count.  That still seemed a ways off.  We have, however, used counting to ten several times in the last few weeks for taking a "break" when Joel has not cooperated with what he was told to do, or told not to do.  He occasionally repeated the numbers with slight interest, so you can imagine how shocked we were today when he took the lead in counting!  Our jaws were hanging on the ground!  I had tears in my eyes as I listened to him count over and over, every time he ran off the playground into the planter.  I am so thankful that K suggested to take video so Joel's other therapists would believe us.  I was able to show the video to Isaac (Joel's daddy) when he got home from work and my heart swelled as I  watched him get tears in his eyes.  I love that I will be able to watch it over and over, but even better, I love that I can walk into the back yard right now and sit Joel down and count with him.  :)  I can't stop grinning from ear to ear.  Tonight it's time to celebrate!

Survival Mode

I have been thinking about this blog a lot lately.  So many things have changed in Joel.  So much has gotten harder.  He has Autism.  It has changed him, changed us as well.  I really need to start posting again.  Updating.  I want his story to be full and complete here. I need to work through my thoughts and feelings...

But that's just it.  I don't want to think about my feelings, my emotions.  I think about sitting down to write, and after several moments of trying to figure out how to put everything, anything, into words I find it's easier to give in to a distraction like the kids or the house.  I sit down at the computer to try and force myself to write and somehow find myself mindlessly browsing Facebook, avoiding facing my emotions without even thinking about it.  Something, anything but thinking about my feelings.  Tears come more easily than I am comfortable with.  Autism is hard.  Behavioral issues are hard.  Life is hard.  Sometimes I feel like I can't write out of pure exhaustion.  Sometimes it's because I have a million words to say, but can't figure out how to say or write a single one.

So instead I just keep looking straight ahead, putting one foot in front of the other.  I call it survival mode.  The problem is that I want to do so much more than survive.  I just don't know how.

Every time I look at this blog it hurts.  It hurts because I look back at old posts and hear the excitement I felt at the progress he was making.  Progress that has been ripped from us in so many ways.  I look back and see the difference in the number of posts between 2008 and 2009.  That was about when his seizures started  coming back after not having them for a couple of years after his surgery.  That was when the Autism started creeping in, slowly stealing what little communication he had and locking him into his own little world.  That was when it got hard to write.

Things are starting to get better.  Joel just started ABA (behavioral therapy) last week and we now have an awesome support team.  We have been doing parent training with the best of the best since June.  It has forced me to face the Autism, which was hard at first, then good.  That's how I was able to write my last post.  But now that the ten-plus-hours a week of ABA has started, and at least one of the therapists is a counseling intern (both of Joel's therapists are psychotherapists), I am having to face my thoughts and feelings in a whole new way.  It's oh-so-hard, but I know it will be good in the end.  I have so much to be thankful for, and while I am going to try to process my thoughts, feelings, and emotions, I am going to choose to focus on the good.

With love and emotions,
Joel's Mom

Sweet Little Boy

Grammy reading to my little book worms.

I feel like I need to tell you that despite my last post (where I talked about behavioral issues) Joel is still an extremely sweet little boy. Most of the day is filled with kisses from him to me and shared smiles. The few temper tantrums he has in a day is completely offset by all the love flowing out of him. When he smiles he has the most wonderful dimples at the corners of his mouth. I love to kiss them. I love him with all my heart and more. I love him so much that I am always watching and evaluating him so that I may catch any issues immediately because in everything the sooner it is caught and treated, the better it is for him. My sweet baby boy.

Joel is changing...

...in so many ways, lately. He is doing several new things just since the last time I posted. On the good side he is saying more and more partial words. He now says "Dada", "Mama", "momo" for more, "outsss" for outside, "issss" for this (like when he wants something he'll say "issss"), "pu" for up, occasionally when eating he'll copy us with "mmm mmm mmm" or "ahhh", and he used to say "Bye-bye" but I haven't heard it in more than a month. It's the second time he's lost bye-bye. This is the interesting thing about Joel. I don't know why it happens and I haven't heard a good explanation from anybody I've asked, just some guesses. He has had several words that I have heard anywhere from one to one hundred times and they just disappear. I have no idea why. The speech part of his brain may have been removed when they did his brain surgery, but we don't know for sure. Just speculation. A couple weeks after his surgery Joel was saying "Dada" but speculation is that he was just experimenting with sounds. About three months after surgery Joel looked deep into my eyes with the most loving look and said "Mama". That was the first time I heard him say mama and it melted my heart with the look he gave me. I know he was calling ME mama. I know it because of the way he looked into my eyes when he said it. Joel doesn't look deep into our eyes often. In fact it almost never happens, so I know it was for me. But speculation says that he was probably just experimenting with sound since we didn't hear it again for 12 whole months. His surgery is now 16 months ago and he seems to be pretty much on track with a child about that age. But then how do you explain his words he said so soon after surgery? And why did he say "bye-bye" for more than a month with waiving and then just had it disappear for more than 3 months? I don't have any answers. Joel is very complex and this area is a mystery not only to us but also to his therapists and doctors. Good things happening lately also include his using gestures to direct us to what he wants. If he wants a toy from his toy bookcase he comes and makes us pick him and up and then he uses his upper body to take us to the shelves he can not reach which hold his favorite toys. If he wants to swing (which he LOVES, by the way) he will come get me and take me to the swing and pull on me and protest with his voice (anywhere from whining to screaming, if I'm not fast enough) until I put him in it. I love that he is communicating with us what he wants. What I don't love is the not so good things happening around here. Joel has started throwing temper tantrums. When he doesn't get exactly what he wants exactly when he wants he totally loses control. Deliberate screaming and uncontrollable crying is happening more and more. Often he gives me a look before he starts...the look that says you are not giving me what I want and I'm gonna let you have it because I'm mad. It's hard to figure out exactly what is going on. Is he just catching up developmentally and starting to act like a two-year-old? (We all know about the terrible twos.) Or, is he frustrated because his thinking is more advanced than his communication skills? Or could he have the start of behavioral problems? This last one is one of my biggest fears. Many different behavioral issues are linked to TSC (click here to read about it on the Tuberous Sclerosis Alliance website) including aggression, sudden rage, hyperactivity, attention deficit, acting out, obsessive-compulsive behavior, repetitive behaviors, staying in their “own world,” being nonverbal even at an age when most children are speaking, and other autistic behaviors. Please be in prayer with me that these temper tantrums are just typical two-year-old behavior and not a behavioral issue from the TSC. Also, please pray that my fears will be quieted and that God's peace will come over me as I deal with this newest behavior. Thank you to everyone who is reading this blog. I have had Tuberous Sclerosis Awareness on my mind and heart lately and I am feeling led to focus more on this. I would like to help other families who are dealing with seizures and/or TSC, visual impairment, autism. If you know of any blogs dealing with these issues could you leave the address in the comments...I would like to put up links to other people dealing with these issues. Thank you. PS I forgot to mention that Joel has become a book-worm. We moved the board books out of my older boys room and into Joel's room and he decided he was ready for them. He now follows me around the house with a book wanting me to sit and hold him and read to him. I LOVE IT! I was worried that he wouldn't develop a love for books (or even like them) like my other boys do. I believe that reading or even being able to sit and be read to is a key to education and I think this new interest will open new paths in his brain and help him learn in new, wonderful ways.