Yesterday was a stressful day! Elijah was just off about something. It were as though he reverted back to day one of toilet training. By five my nerves snapped and I put a pull-up on him. That was my first time of giving in and now I feel really badly about it. I had to do it though to keep my sanity. i'd cleaned up more bowel movements to last me a lifetime.

however, the Occupational Therapist came in the morning and he said apple and bubble for her. YEAH!!!!!! Way to go Elijah!!!!

Today however was a perfect day, he went to the bathroom on his own each time and was very happy and loveable.

~R

Toilet training update

So My Big Little Bug is doing much better.

This is the "toilet training tale":

My first day March 22 I do believe, Buggie(also noted as Elijah) woke up and I instantly put underwear and pants on him, about a half hour later, I'd changed him about 6-8 times and was frustrated. he'd gone up to his room when the community worker rang the doorbell to begin her morning of PRT. I was headed up the stairs with a good night pull-up. She said wait, let me call the occupational therapist and get her opinion.

The OT said that pull-up wasn't at all good for a child with autism if the goal was to toilet train him(well except at night). With underwear the child got the whole wet feeling down their legs and such so that was the best way to go. and once you start doing it, you can't change your mind because that was very confusing for the child. She suggested we load Buggie down with water and keep a close watch on his 'pee-pee'. and when he does go, if he's caught in the act to startle him with a sharp, "NO.' and then correct him by taking him to the toilet and saying "don't pee on the floor. pee goes in the toilet." By startling him it makes his bladder contract and the peeing stops and then he can finish on the toilet.

Well needless to say i got real tired of watching his pee-pee, so I opted for sticking my bear foor uner his thing if he was sitting. I must say I had my foot peed on a few times to many. It's been what 4 weeks now or close to it and I'm still on butt watch.

I do notice that if he has his pants off and the bathroom door is left open he'll go by himself, but with clothes....well that poses another problem.

for the last couple of days Elijah's been a little food monster. He's a big eater anyway...eats anything you give him, but yesterday and today he's just driving me crazy wanting food and I have to say no. But he's prosistant!!!!

Today the OT was here and she got 'apple' and 'bubble' out of him. Yippee!!!! She's so good with him, but when she works with him it's so hard for me to watch because she doesnt take any of his grunts or hums unless they have an actual word quality to them. which is probably for the best but it's hard to watch anyway.

Off to fold clothes...have a great day!

~R

back to the PRT thingamabobber

In the last post I said I'd quit, and in my mind I still have!

Here's the gist of it all:

Elijah's main PRT worker doesn't want to let it go, and for awhile I was reluctant as well. I can handle the Speech therapist coming, she's really the only one I truly care to have come anyway. Well, I've went along with the preschool thing, I'm not totally happy with it but thats just me, i know it's the best thing for him right now.

The plan so far is he'll go Wednesday's and Fridays, in the afternoon. He'll still get Prt while he's there.

On to other news. My older sons b-day is on the 12th and we intend to have a party on the 17th. a Harry Potter party, invitations have gone out hogwarts style. *I'll take pics of the invitations as soon as I can and post them to the blog, there neat!

~R

Been so long since I've written...

been overwhelmed with this whole PRT thing. Turns out it's not that easy to endure and I keep having mini-breakdowns because of the stress.

mostly it feels like my life is not my own. I've seriously been considering quiting, but I'm so afraid I'm being selfish.

I don't get to do the things I use to do anymore, this prt has invaded every aspect of my life. I use to spend at least 4 days a week helping Evie and Arly with test stuff they have every friday, now I just don't have the time. Elijah keeps me so busy with Prt, washing food off the ceilings, making sure he doesn't eat his pamper or feces.

Everything within me is saying for my sanity, and for my relationship with my children I need to quit.

Any help would be greatly appreciated.

R

*sigh*

R