Early Intervention for Who?

Doing our best to keep this behind us. Photo by tswicegood

Here’s the best kept secret that only parents of kids who are taking their time talking and developing know about: Early Intervention Programs. Here’s the skinny: after evaluating  whether your toddler is developing normally in the areas of speech, motor skills, cognitive and emotional functioning, sensory perceptions and a host of other things, states may help kids catch up in said areas  (read: therapy). I never knew about this until I had a kid. Now, I’m knee deep in the process.

When we live in Los Angeles, A. qualified for California’s equivalent after four evaluations done by a social worker, occupational therapist, sensory occupational therapist and a speech pathologist. After our one at-home evaluation, he qualified for New Jersey’s program.

But after going through this process twice, I wonder who is the early intervention for: him or me? I seem to walk away from these sessions thinking that I am the bad mother and that I have failed as my son’s first teacher. I know it isn’t entirely true but for a woman who is pretty hard on herself it’s hard not to think that it is. This intervention says: Stop your bad parenting!

I do what all the parenting mags advise. But I also know that he drinks more milk than he should (I’m as guilty as Katie Holmes for letting him continue to use a bottle); that he watches more television than he should; and that he rather play cars than sit and have me read to him. Will I continue to try and wean him from the bottle, play with him outside and read to his wiggly body? Of course! But I’m still happy I have a little help for him (and me) make up developmental ground.

Early Intervention for Who?

I Prefer Paper

Photo by bravenewtraveler

Today I received an email announcing that the iPad will be at my local Apple store on Saturday. One friend announced his excitement on Facebook when his pre-ordered one had shipped. And ELLE sent me a reader survey asking me whether I would forgo the print version for the iPad one that they’re launching.

My answer is no. I will not be spending my reading hours basking in the glow of an iPad. I love magazines for a variety of reasons but one of the latest greatest reasons is that they give me a break from the eye fatigue that my computer’s LCD glow gives me. There is nothing better for me than to spend an evening in bed surrounded by kitties and reading a magazine. It gives my brain a break, calms me and prepares me to sleep.

Technology can be good, and who knows, I may have an iPad one day. But I know that I will enjoy my favorite magazines the old school way—printed on paper.

I Prefer Paper

A Major DO: Bed Rest

Ahh...The Westin Heavenly Bed. I loved this bed so much I bought one. Aaron Gustafson/Creative Commons

Never underestimate the power of bed rest. Christmas night I was congested so I took some NyQuil and went to bed. I woke up yesterday feeling like a semi had hit me. Lucky for me, I have a caring husband and an active father in law who were determine to let me rest. And boy did I! Honestly, I didn’t have a choice since I couldn’t be out of bed for more than 10 minutes without wanting to crawl back into bed because I felt so weak. So I slept and read magazines all day.

Today, I feel nearly 100 percent. I’m still a little bit sore, but the congestion is gone. I have never been one of those people who takes to her bed when she is sick—unless I physically do not have the strength to do so and even then I’m usually still tapping away on my laptop. I had no idea yesterday that I would wake up today feeling so much better.

During this sickness season, I urge you to call in sick and take to your bed to rest if you sneezing, coughing and achy. Not only will you feel better sooner, you won’t spread the germs.

A Major DO: Bed Rest

My Trusty Pad

This is all I need. Photo from net_efekt

If it isn’t written down, forget it. It won’t get done. I live by my to-do list. It keeps me focused in a I-don’t-need-to-think-about-what-needs-to-be-done way, because everything is written on my trusty pad.

Without my pad, my days would be chaos. I wander around the house doing things halfway and then get distracted by Baby A or something else I see that I should do, only to come back to the first thing a half hour later and say, “Oh, yeah. That’s what I was doing.” Instead, my time sans child has purpose and is productive.

Without my pad, I would go to Trader Joe’s, CVS, Ralphs, Whole Foods, and even, the farmer’s market and walk away without whatever it was that drove me to go there in the first place.

Without my pad, I won’t have a growing list of books that I want to read, websites that I want to check out, or songs that I want to download.

And without my pad, article ideas, leads, and blog posts that come to me in the strangest places would get lost in the ether of my brain, possibly forever.

My Trusty Pad

Sometimes You Need To Be Distracted

Reality isn’t my friend right now. G.’s illness is taking it’s toll mentally and physically. I tend to look for things that take me away. The latest version of Bejeweled Blitz can make an hour (or two) disappear. Top Chef and Project Runaway provides a bit of entertainment. But for total escapism, I look to ELLE magazine. I’ve had two month’s worth of issues piled up and over the past two weeks I have leisurely flipped through their pages. Each ad and each editorial page makes me fantasize that I’m wearing these items and living the life that was Before-Baby-A. And that is okay, we don’t always have to deal with the right here and now.

Sometimes You Need To Be Distracted

7 Random Things I Can Tell You…

I’m always amazed at the crazy stuff that I can remember, and even more so when I recall it or it becomes useful. Since it is List Day here at Thank You Everything, here are Seven Things  I Can Tell You…But You Probably Don’t Need to Know.

1. Ask me if Muscle & Fitness Hers ran a photo of an exercise or a particular model or did an article on a subject between 2000 and 2003. I will be able to tell you the issue, what the cover looks like and possibly even the title of the article. When it comes to photo requests, I can usually tell you the model, her outfit and the photographer.

2. Identify my friend Cy’s clients by the property they bought or sold and some detail of the transition. This tends to score me serious friend Brownie points and surprises me when I’m able to remember these people I’ve never met.

3.Where most women’s magazine editors worked before they were at the job they are currently holding. Since I was young I was fascinated by the mastheads in magazines and always read them. I still do and in my line of work this has served me well.

4. On that same note, I can remember whether a health & fitness magazine that I read regularly (and there are only a few that I don’t) published a certain kind of workout in the last two years. Again, this has been a professional godsend.

5. Outfits that I have worn to past events, whether they were last week or ten years ago. And it doesn’t matter the significance. I could tell you what I wore to lunch with my husband last week, to the Natural Foods Expo in 2005 or sorority rush in 1989.

6. Speaking of sorority, I can remember all the words to every rush song I ever sang. The scary thing is that I still sing them because they are the only songs that  pop in my head when I need to soothe my son. Who knows if that will have an effect on him later—except that he’ll want to be a Tri-Delta.

7. This next thing isn’t current knowledge, but the fact that I was able to remember this was pretty remarkable in my opinion. When I was a cocktail waitress, I waited on 44 tables in the restaurant I worked in. I always could remember what each person was drinking.

There you have it. The seven random things that I can tell you but you probably don’t care to know. I’m sure there is more that I have forgotten but, I would wager that things will wiggle to the front of my mind sooner or later.

7 Random Things I Can Tell You…