What is she saying?

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Edda complaining, originally uploaded by dturnip1.

Edda’s lack of communication skills really manifests itself in many ways. She doesn’t really turn her head in response to her name; when she bites someone and you yell “No!”, your displeasure doesn’t register in her brain; when she wakes up in an odd place (a friend’s house, the mall or even facing the wrong way on her bed), she’s frightened and I will stand 3 inches away from her face and say, “I’m here, mama’s here..” and she won’t realize that I’m there with her and that she doesn’t need to be scared. I’m afraid that these are all autistic tendencies.

I’ve been reading a few blogs about mothers raising autistic children and the stories and images give me pause.

Struggles..

So it’s been a struggle for me today. I’ve been seriously thinking that Edda may never be able to communicate with me in the way that I had imagined when I became a mother. It is a sobering and depressing thought. It’s funny about these mood swings, yesterday I was perfectly fine and OK with the fact that Edda’s going to be different from other kids, today I feel less strong. What happened between yesterday and today? Dunno.

We have an appoinment with a speech pathologist on Monday afternoon at the American School and then an assesment at the therapy place on Friday.

I can’t leave the house!

Edda is using the little shelf that holds the computer to learn to walk. Today she spent hours just holding on to the shelf and then letting go and shifting her weight from one foot to the other. I figure if I leave the house it’ll be 2 fewer hours of her practicing her balance, so we are stuck at home. Vince played computer games all afternoon and managed to turn our computer screen a rainbow of colors with a magnet he found. Jeremy had to work late today as things are heating up with BIG meeting happening on Friday and projects are coming to a head. We are making an appointment with a speech pathologist at the American School on Monday who will help guide us with the therapy options here in Singapore. We are starting to fill out long paperwork for the therapy place and hopefully we can start that next week. Blah.. I’m tired, but nothing really scheduled for the rest of the week…