Life Lessons From Raising An Autistic Child (Part VIII)
Because Menachem lives in Israel, he can feel the ruach in the air.
Life Lessons From Raising An Autistic Child (Part VII)
Usually Menachem is very hungry when he gets home, and we have food prepared for him. Though logically, he should sit down happily and eat, when he is in such a hungry state logic flies out the window, and, out of frustration, Menachem will knock over and spill the food. So meal time with him involves a lot of cleaning and coaxing. And always, always, vigilance.
Life Lessons From Raising An Autistic Child (Part VI)
They say it takes a village to raise a child, but what happens when the village has no idea what to do with the child?
Life Lessons From Raising An Autistic Child (Part V)
Sibling relationships are a world of their own. By nature complex, the intricate dynamic is thrown for a giant loop when a special-needs sibling enters the picture.
Life Lessons From Raising An Autistic Child (Part IV)
The uncle’s story: When Menachem was a baby, he seemed like any other normally developing kid. Videos from that time show him laughing and reacting to other people; you’d never guess how he would turn out. I don’t know, maybe a professional might have seen the signs, but I certainly didn’t.
Life Lessons From Raising An Autistic Child (Part III) – Therapy
The father’s story: What’s your parenting philosophy? How do you feel about discipline? What educational approach do you find most compatible with the sum of yours and your child’s personalities?
Life Lessons From Raising An Autistic Child (Part II) – The Diagnosis
Being a preschool teacher is a big responsibility, and believe me, I don’t take it lightly. For these two to three year olds, I’m the first teacher they’ll ever have. My primary concern, of course, is to provide them a safe environment for playing, but I also try to get in some teaching, in a way that’s appropriate for their age.
Life Lessons from Raising an Autistic Child (Part I)
And underneath there exists the same deep desire for connecting with others that all of us have. More desperate, perhaps, because the desire is trapped inside a mind that doesn't know how to reach out.