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I thought I would start my blog by sharing a little insight into the inner workings of TMR. In addition to writing our blogs, we all have different roles and jobs. Some of us are responsible for formatting, some for … Continue reading
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My son entered fourth grade this year. This is the year where students get to pick a musical instrument to play/learn. Though it is optional, most kids do. I consider it a mark of being “normal” to do what the … Continue reading
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Every month my esteemed colleague, Saint, creates a blog calendar for us so we can keep track of what is being posted when. What is great about this labor of love is that she takes the time to find out … Continue reading
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I have a meeting today. It’s the start of a new school year: new teacher, new classmates. We are lucky to have our son enrolled in a private school for ‘gifted, socially quirky’ kids. This is his second year there. … Continue reading
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I understand that my child really had encephalopathy and mitochondrial dysfunction, but he is still officially diagnosed with autism, and I need that label to get treatment. So autism it is. Until it isn’t. A lot of us are like … Continue reading
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The Thinking Moms’ Revolution is gearing up for our one-year celebration. Twelve months worth of blogs, videos, interviews, Facebook posts, Tweets and an upcoming book launch. That’s a lot of information, opinions, inspiration, calls to action, awareness, confessions and thoughts. … Continue reading
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I have always been fascinated by our children’s eyes, by their expressions which often speak as loud as their silence and their sufferings. Before my son could communicate, the feeling that I couldn’t understand his *needs* and his *wants* kept haunting … Continue reading
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“One downside to being a Thinking Mom: every tiny health problem sets off alarms for huge health issues in our heads. Catch your kid giggling = OMG YEAST!!! Kid pitches a fit from nowhere = clostridia or strep?! Somebody gets … Continue reading
It’s 4:00 AM two days before Christmas. I have spent the entire night wrapping gifts for my now-recovered son and his almost two-year-old baby brother. My house is quiet — but my mind and heart are not.Any mother who has had to … Continue reading
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Twas the night before Christmas (and I had just finished my shopping an hour ago), When all through the house ( which looked like Hurricane Sandy returned to my living room . . . bitch) Not a creature was stirring … Continue reading
