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Balancing Barb
My life is a constant balancing act - making sure all three of my children's needs are met, my husband's needs are met AND my needs are met.

The Oldest - 9 Year Old Boy, Autistic
The Girl - 7 Years Old, Dramatic
The Baby - 5 Year Old Boy, Suprise
 
Saturday March 20, 2010
 
Full Time Job
Posted by: Barbara Streett at 9:38PM PST on March 20, 2010

All three kids are in school a significant portion of the day so I thought taking on a hefty contracting job would be manageable. I am managing the work life balance but have also realized in the process, caring for 3 children, 1 with ASD is a true BALANCING act.



When the oldest was younger, I managed a 40-hour a week home program, drove and picked up 2 days a week for speech therapy, drove and picked up 2 days a week for occupational therapy, versed myself in IDEA, submitted explanation of benefits every week to my insurance company for reimbursement, participated in group meetings, revised and created behavioral plans, participated in feeding therapy, AND took care of the girl and the baby who was a newborn.

When the oldest got older - he went to school. This meant more time at the school attending IEPS, advocating for my son as they tried to eliminate services, stand outside the classroom to make sure IEP goals were being implemented, meeting with the teachers.

What was I thinking going back to work? I just stay up later at night to do my advocacy research, write my letters to the school, and sneak away from work a couple of days a week to peek in the oldest's classroom. HOWEVER, a few hours a week, I get to walk away from the world of autism and have a work task that has a beginning, middle , and for the first time in a long time - an END. (Plus the money ain't bad either)

 
Saturday March 20, 2010
 
Boobies
Posted by: Barbara Streett at 9:35PM PST on March 20, 2010

The oldest has an annoying habit of blurting out BOOBIES whenever he burps. 8 year old boys burp a lot.

{burp} BOOBIES send the girl into a frenzy complete with shrieks and tears. The whole thing is just a big scene that makes me angry. After lots of burps and boobies, I sat down to analyze why it made me so mad.


BOOBIES - I once had a beautiful, round, full, and perky set of those. 3 pregnancies and years of nursing took them away. I am now left with tube socks with rocks at the bottom hanging off my chest.

No wonder the burp and BOOBIES make me so mad – the oldest is almost taunting me on the loss of my Bodacious Ta Tas.

 
Friday March 12, 2010
 
ABC
Posted by: Barbara Streett at 10:57PM PST on March 12, 2010

A - Antecedent
What is happening right now
B - Behavior
Behavior/Action your child has
C - Consequence
What type of consequence do you give the child


Tonight:

A - Went to Benehana with my 3 and my sisters 3, it is loud (sensory overload). The oldest reads Apple Juice on the menu and starts to demand it. I say no, must have milk like we always do - (rigid mamma, I should of known better to balance out all the other things going on)
B - Yelling, Kicking, On the Floor, Calling me stupid
C - I yank him out of the restaurant leaving my sister with 5 kids to tend to.

Sounds awful but it wasn't. I reviewed the antecedent and realized he was exerting his independence. He read the menu and realized he had choices - empowering for any child. However, he has autism and did not communicate very effectively to me that he would like to try juice now that he is old enough to read and make his own choices. All children reach an age when they go out to eat they want to order what they want to order and not what "mommy wants them to order". They just do it a little more appropriate by using words (often in an annoying preteen surly way) but words none the less. His behavior of kicking and screaming on the floor was not acceptable so I did the right thing by taking him home. However, once home and calmed down he explained to me that eating out with his cousins was a special treat, like birthday parties, and that he knows he gets juice for special occasions and this was a special occasion.

Next time we go out to dinner with cousins and he reads apple juice on the menu, he will get apple juice. Of course this will be reinforced over and over and over and over with visual stories and endless conversations from me - saying this is a special occasion and juice is ONLY for special occasions like eating out and parties.
 
Sunday March 7, 2010
 
tent
Posted by: Barbara Streett at 9:42PM PST on March 7, 2010
Two Minutes to put together - a formation of chairs with blankets thrown over them. Hours of fun for all my kids:

The Baby & his GF:
- "Hide in the Castle while the monster is outside"
- "Let's Read Our Mail (picture flashcards) here in our Post Office"
- "I am the Daddy, you are the Mommy these dolls will be our babies and this tent will be our House"

The Girl & her GF:
-"Let's listen to Hannah Montanna while we paint our nails in this cool tent".
-"This is so cool to be hidden away in this tent where my brothers can't bother us and we can talk about school and being best friends forever"

The Oldest:
- "This is so COOL - a tent in the middle of the family room! I can't wait to show my dad"
- "I am going to sit in here by myself and have some alone time after going to school, a friend's house, baseball practice, and out for pizza"

Kids are in bed now, I just took the tent down and wow - the room looks so big and clean again. It was a good day.


 
Sunday March 7, 2010
 
Balancing Work, Life and Children
Posted by: Barbara Streett at 9:38PM PST on March 7, 2010
I do some freelance work for a website http://www.innerrewards.com/. It is a health and wellness site for woman. One of the articles I wrote really pertains to the theme of my new blog here so I thought I would post it.

You can also read the article directly on the website
http://www.innerrewards.com/topics/relationships-family/articles/ir-balancing-life-work-and-children-30.



Balancing Life Work and Children


I work part-time, have three children under the age of 8 (one with special needs), and a husband who works long, unpredictable hours. I survive this hectic schedule by occasionally taking some “me time" and incorporating health and wellness into everything I do. After all, a happy worker (or wife, or mother) produces better results wherever her work may take her.


Here are a few ways I incorporate wellness into my life:

Workout Daily
Workout four to five days a week and get your body moving and heart rate elevated, even if only for 20 minutes. When my children were younger, I joined gyms that provided childcare—many gyms offer this perk to entice parents to join. On-site day care allowed me the time to work out and enjoy a steam and shower afterwards, so that I would be in a very peaceful mood by the time I picked up the kids. Now that my children are older, I try to fit in a quick run or escape to the gym while they are at school. If work does not permit that, then I run at night once my husband gets home. On the weekends, we switch off with childcare so each of us can get in some exercise.

Take a Quick Spa Trip
Mani/pedi treatments are a quick and inexpensive way to take a break, and for a little extra you can get a much-needed hand or foot massage. If I have made it through my weekly to-do list, I treat myself with a Friday afternoon mani/pedi. It’s a great way to prepare for the weekend—as you moms know, weekends are harder without school to stimulate your children.

Stay Out of the Sun
Sunscreen is essential to any health regimen. Sun exposure causes premature wrinkles, freckling, skin irritation, and can lead to skin cancer. I keep a roll-on sunscreen in my kitchen by the toaster and put it on my face (year round) while making the kids breakfast.

Exercise with Your Kids
Move with your kids—once a day, engage them in an activity that is not sedentary. Physical activity is good for their nervous systems and good for your health and wellbeing. Take them for a vigorous walk (stroller included), go for a swim, play a game of twister or musical chairs, play hide-and-seek, have a relay race with an obstacle course, or make up a new game. It doesn’t matter what you do as long as you get those little and big bodies moving.

Soak in the Tub
Baths have numerous physical and mental benefits. I usually wait to take a soak until after the kids are in bed, otherwise the little one will inevitably end up in the bath with me—and there goes relaxation. Put those kiddies to bed, slap on a facial masque, light some aromatherapy candle, toss in some bath soaps, and prepare to soak your stress away. As an extra bonus, have your partner join you.

Take a Break from Your Kids
Find a college student you trust, make her your best friend, dress your kids cutely, and invite her over so she will fall in love with them. Then offer her money to watch your kids and run out the door before she knows what hit her. Seriously, I can’t stress how important it is to have time away from your kids. It is healthy for you and healthy for them.
My babysitter arrives during the dinner hour and rescues me from the cooking, cleaning up, food spitting and whining. Then my husband and I are free to catch a movie, work out, eat out, or meet friends for drinks. I also use the babysitter when my husband is out of town and I need some extra help with childcare. If she isn’t available, I invite a girlfriend over for a glass of wine—adult interactions are so important. If you have a special needs child, check with your state because you may be eligible for respite care from someone trained to take care of your child.

 
Monday February 22, 2010
 
Autism
Posted by: Barbara Streett at 10:05AM PST on February 22, 2010

Monday, February 22, 2010 10:09:03 AM

Autism is not a dirty word. The first time I heard it many years ago in my pediatrician office I thought it might be.

Autism is a way of life. It has meant new friends, supportive communities, a new perspective on life, and a respect for my other children for the empathy and understanding they have beyond their young years. Autism especially means my oldest.


My oldest is autistic. An autistic, beautiful, intelligent, innocent boy that is my son. He has brought me such joy since the day he was born. I respect his work ethic - he works harder than anyone I know to overcome obstacles and challenges most of us can not even imagine. I am in awe of my oldest and how far he has come and look forward to the future as he keeps accomplishing so much and defies the expectations of so many specialists years ago that made Autism seem like a dirty word.

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