Why Cats Drink Water

At dinner my 4-year old theorized why cats like to drink water.  It went something like this...

Leora: I know why cats like to drink water so much.

Me: Why?

Leora: Because it reminds them of fish, who live in the water.  And cats like to eat fish.


That's sound logic to me.

Smell-Triggered Memories

For dinner tonight I cooked a German family favorite: Schnitzel and Kaesespaetzle (YUM!!).  It was also fun because I decided to whip out a table cloth and we used the good dishes and crystal goblets (nothing truly expensive- just special to us.  And shiny).

While Gregory acted grossed out by the kaesespaetzle (I had spaghetti noodles ready for him in anticipation of such a reaction), Charla inhaled deeply and exclaimed with delight, "OH!  This smells like Oma Gisela's house!!"

When we visited my mom's mom in Husum, Germany, this was one of the meals we ate.  That was over 1 1/2 years ago!  She turned 5 on that visit.  It was so heartwarming.  I'll have to call Oma Gisela to tell her about it... 

Notice our Steins in the background??  

Germany, too ;)

And Kai is up to being his adorable self.

Flattered

To get our official orders to move to Texas, there are about 1,000 hoops we have to jump through.  OK, maybe only a dozen (big ones), but it's still a pain.

Today I jumped through my "dental clearance" hoop.  They cleared me for moving!  I was also mistaken for at least 5 years younger.  Unfortunately, NOT because I look so youthful.  The dentist confidently estimated me younger than 25 when he observed that one of my wisdom teeth is crowning.

When I thanked him for the compliment, he explained that most people get their wisdom teeth between 18-25.  Oh well.  He encouraged me to get in touch with a dentist in Texas to talk about getting em' out. 

Joy.

At Kai's dental clearance check-up yesterday we finally figured out why his 2 front bottom teeth are such different sizes: before breaking through, his right one had fused with the next tooth, appearing as one big tooth.  For some reason it never occurred to me to just count his teeth.  I would have come up with an odd number. 

They said it's uncommon, but should not indicate future dental anomalies.  Still, this IS Kai we're talking about...

My Boy and Me: 2 Diagnoses

We've suspected for years, but now it's official: Our 8-year old has ADHD/Asperger's Syndrome.  At the end of this school year we completed his IEP (Individualized Educations Plan), so we now have legal measures in place to ensure he has access to fair education and treatment (aka- he can't be punished for just "acting up").

Here's a link to a great site by a guy with Asperger's.  It has brief, funny descriptions and cartoons of common traits in kids with Asperger's Syndrome.  

http://www.dudeimanaspie.com/2012/04/dude-im-aspie-kids-edition.html

While the ADHD has been obvious for some time, there is no clear test to determine whether someone is an Aspie.  The biggest indicators for Gregory are:

• His severe sensitivities to stimulation, like light, sound and touch.  He gets irrationally upset and even outraged at people, accusing them of maliciously hurting him when they've just bumped into him in passing.  He can't stand tags, rough clothes or anything he feels is tight.  Certain food textures he can't handle either.
• He gets hyper-focused on one particular thing for an extended period of time.  When he was little he was proficient in EVERYTHING to do with trains and construction vehicles- all the mundane details and facts that would bore most adults.  Right now it's Lego's.  He has numerous set numbers and pieces memorized, and calculates how much allowance he must save up to buy which ones when.  He even uses a Lego CADD program to design his own models (that we could then buy if we were filthy rich)  And he will tell you about it non-stop unless you pointedly ask him to stop- another common trait in Aspies.
• He takes everything literally.  Sarcasm is a foreign language to him, meaning he tends to get offended by people trying to be amusing.
• He's an avid rule enforcer.  Aspies are often referred to as "the policeman" of the environment they're in.  This doesn't usually win many friends :(  He also has to feel that there is "justice" in everything.  He has no flexibility with rules and sees most everything in black-and-white, A + B always = C.
• He struggles with transitions.  We've been concerned that this could be a problem with the nature of the military being so mobile.  But so far, if he can anticipate big changes, like a move, he actually gets excited about it.  It's the unexpected, minute-to-minute changes that send his world careening into chaos. Like if we suddenly change our schedule that morning, he becomes very irritable and will even pitch a fit.
• He rarely will look you in the eyes.  When I observe him in social settings, he is most comfortable with 1 friend or by himself.  Some Aspies are completely indifferent to whether people like them or not.  I think Gregory will be the type who is sensitive to it, though.

As for me...

 

More of surprise, but in retrospect painfully obvious, I was diagnosed with Bipolar Disorder Type 2, which is the less severe type.

For me it explains so much of how I've lived the past 15 years of my private life (Biplor disorder usually develops in teenagers during puberty.  I'm certain that was the case for me).  People generally only share the best stuff for everyone to see on facebook.  At least I do.  I've often agonized about the perception some may have of me being a "super-mom".  Of course, those who are really close to me know better.  Like my kids :(

Now that I have a better understanding of why I respond to and perceive situations the way I do, I am able to be more subjective.  I've also started a conservative amount of medication that has made a vast difference in my mood swings.

I feel terrible about relationships that I didn't treat right, past and present.  Understand that I do NOT blame my actions on the diagnosis, but I can see now how my poor decisions were magnified by the disorder.  But now that I'm getting treatment, life is SO much more bearable and I can move forward.

When I was first diagnosed, almost a year ago, I was unsure about who to reveal it to.  There is a very negative stigma attached to anything to do with Bipolar disorder.  I was a bit ashamed and worried that people would think I'm some kind of psycho.

But I recently read a good friend's revelation on her blog about her struggles with depression and her realization that by keeping it to herself, she may be denying someone else the chance to make connections that they may need to seek help, or at least not feel alone in their struggles.  I realized that that applies just as much to me.

Medication and therapy have by no means cured me.  I still struggle.  But I no longer feel controlled by the passions and ambitions that used to consume my life.  I'm so grateful for the promptings of the spirit, and the support of my faithful, loving and PATIENT husband, that gave me the courage to seek help.