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Pains and Joys of Raising a Disabled Child

How Do We?

A little over a year ago the pandemic started. I can remember the feelings of uncertainty that surrounded those first few weeks. Cayden has asthma and a genetic disorder and those two things concerned me with what little was knows about COVID at that time. It has now been a year, and thankfully, our immediate family has remained healthy.

Cayden’s school has fortunately been 4-days a week this school year, which has been a blessing. I don’t know how I would have made it if we were still doing online school. Last spring, when we were home for the school year, I was trying to ensure my own kids were learning, teach my students remotely, and learn through my own schooling. It was a chaotic time, but I realize that what we experienced was nothing compared to what some others have faced.

Our state just made the COVID vaccine available to all those older than 16 starting the first week of April. While this doesn’t include my children, it is a promising step for those that are in need of it. I am looking forward to when we can get back to doing the things we love and not living in fear.

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20190223_205055It’s Thursday again.  It’s one of our busier days of the week.  Cayden is still asleep in bed and pulls the blankets back up over his head.  Mornings tend to be hard for him.  He falls asleep easily but doesn’t always sleep well during the night.  All the remotes and technology are hidden and locked up in our room at night because of this.  We have found him playing video games at night and have no idea how long he has been awake.

On this particular morning, he doesn’t want to get up.  This isn’t unusual though.  I change him and get him dressed in bed and let him sleep some more while I finish getting ready and get Caleb ready.  I try to remember to check his backpack and have everything for school packed and snacks for after school ready to go.

7:10 rolls around and I get Cayden out of bed and his shoes on, we make it downstairs in time to put a jacket on and walk out to the bus.  I wait for Cayden in my school office for his bus to drop him off.  When he gets dropped off, we have time for a quick snack and a bathroom break.  It’s then off to the YMCA to pick up Caleb and head to the local bowling alley.

20190207_162307-1Bowling is a sport that Cayden really enjoys.  He’s gotten much better with throwing the ball down the lane.  Recently, Cayden loves to chat with others that are bowling and talk about getting strikes.  Most people will engage with him and give him high fives that he asks for.  We are still working on giving soft high fives instead of winding up and hitting as hard as we can.  After bowling one game and drinking our root beer, it’s time to head to OT.

In the last few weeks, OT has been hard.  The last two sessions have ended early with Cayden kicking and growling at people.  His tiredness shows up in his increased behaviors.  He has difficulty handling situations and dealing with his frustration.  In the past, we have tried to get him help with his sleep.  The solution was a C-PAP machine, which as you can imagine did not go well.  Cayden would tolerate it for a couple of minutes and that was all.  We are looking into getting him medication that will allow him to have better sleep during the night.

However, to get that help, it requires us to see a specialist.  We’ve seen this specialist years ago when Cayden was younger.  This was before we knew Cayden had a genetic disorder.  The doctor said to give it a couple of years and Cayden could catch up on the milestones that he was delayed in.  Well, we know now that there was more going on at that time and that Cayden wasn’t going to just catch up on everything in a year.  Cayden has made great strides and is doing far better than we could have imagined.

My fear is that they will try to give Cayden another diagnosis.  I don’t want a diagnosis.  I don’t want him to be labeled somethi20190307_181340-1ng that he isn’t just because he has some similarities.  This doctor we are going to see specializes in Autism and Neuropsych disabilities.  I don’t believe Cayden has Autism and I don’t want him to get another diagnosis.  I want him to get help with his sleep.

With better sleep, I think we’ll see a better Cayden.  Last Thursday when we left OT early we went straight home.  Our normal is Arctic Circle afterward for ice cream sundaes.  Cayden loves the Oreo Sundae and has gotten good enough to order it by himself.  “Whipped cream and no nuts” he’ll say.  This Thursday it was a frustrating drive home ending with Cayden going to bed at 6:30.

He ended up sleeping the entire night, 12-plus hours of sleep.  It would be a great thing to get Cayden the sleep he needs so he can be the happy little boy he used to be.  Granted he’s not always upset and grouchy.  But it is becoming more frequent and more of a disruption the older he gets.  It’s not all his fault either.  His body isn’t performing as it should. Just like we don’t perform as we should on 5 hours of sleep and no coffee.

Hopefully, the upcoming appointment will give us some answers and some help sleeping.  We could all use some better sleep and some more Oreo Sundaes.

 

Growth

Cayden is now 10 years old.  Full of joy (mostly) and loving the adventures he gets to go on.  The most common question we get regarding Cayden is what is his disability.  We know it is a chromosomal duplication of his 7th chromosome.  What’s hard to explain is exactly how that affects Cayden.  His speech is affected, his motor skills, his cognitive ability and some of his physical characteristics.

I think what is hard to explain to people that aren’t really familiar with special needs is, there isn’t a name.  It’s not a condition that is explained in one word.  People often assume that children with a disability have Autism.  While Autism is becoming more understood and accepted by the public, there is still a lot to learn about people with disabilities.

We were at a going away party for friends and it was outside.  There were 3 things I was afraid of.  First, there were people who didn’t know Cayden.  They didn’t know who he was, what his needs were or his tendencies (either hit or push).  Second there was the heat.  Cayden’s body doesn’t properly cool him.  He can become overheated and when he does he starts to loose control of his body and starts acting out more and becoming more unstable on his feet.  Third, there was a playground and also water.  Cayden struggles leaving play structures or keeping his hands to himself while at playgrounds or play areas.

It’s hard to enjoy adult interactions when you always have to be watching your kid.  A typical 10 year old should be looking after his little brother and playing in the water.  Well, not mine.  Within 5 to 10 minutes of getting there a small group of children had already pointed Cayden out to their parents.  He was “spanking” them and running away laughing.

The parent was as polite as he could be in bringing up the situation.  He asked if I could talk to my son about it and have him stop.  I apologized and let him know he had special needs and this was something we had been working on for the last several years.  I did chuckle later when Cayden spanked another adult.  In a very serious tone she asked him “Why would you do that”? He cackled and continued on running.  Even though I found it slightly funny, I took Cayden to the shade to hopefully calm down.

When it comes to leaving, we usually try to strategize the best time to leave.  It usually involves some distraction or just hiding and grabbing Cayden when he isn’t suspecting it.  I’ve had to climb to the top of the McDonald’s play structure before to retrieve Cayden who thought it would be hilarious to hide up there.  Luckily on this trip we were able to find a good time to leave and Cayden did well.

Overall I think what really helps us and what has helped this past year have some great adventures is our neighbors.  I am so grateful that they accept Cayden and don’t shy away from us or him.  It can be uncomfortable being around people with different needs.  You may not know what exactly they need or what you should do.  It’s pretty simple.  Love them just as you would anyone else.  Treat them as you would anyone else.

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Here is Cayden with our neighbor enjoying the river.  Our neighbor placed him on the board and jumped out into the river and rode some waves with him.  He didn’t treat him different or out of fear leave Cayden on the sideline watching.  For us, it’s been great to join others on adventures and not have to worry the whole time what Cayden may do.

It’s also not fair to Cayden for us to withhold things from him out of our own fear.  I think this summer has been great so far with local adventures and activities.  Cayden’s new phrase after we finish something is “That was fun”.  I’m looking forward to more adventures and some more fun to finish out our summer vacation.

Life

It’s been a long road to get to where we are now.  From being brand new parents, not really knowing what to expect.  To having a 9 1/2 year old boy with a rare genetic disorder.  Cayden has brought us much joy, sometimes in the middle of a rough patch it is hard to remember that.

It has been a journey and along the way we have met other families that also have children with rare disorders.  I think the hardest part as a parent is not knowing what to expect.  I had a friend ask me what it will be like for Cayden in the upcoming years.  Honestly, I don’t have a clue.  The genetic disorder that Cayden has affects his 7th chromosome.  There aren’t a lot of other children or adults with Cayden’s exact duplication.  In fact I don’t think I found one that is exactly the same.

This makes it really hard to know what to expect in the coming years.  We are planning on having Cayden live with us for as long as possible.  We haven’t decided on how to do that yet, but would like to find a place with some land so Cayden can have his own space.

What’s really amazing is to see how far Cayden has come.  In the first couple of years, Cayden struggled to learn to crawl and eventually walk.  He had very limited speech and had trouble with gross motor and fine motor skills.  Now, he is able to button his own pants, make himself a bowl of cereal, run and play with his brother.  He can read, do math, communicate with others.  He has really come a long ways in the past few years.

I try not to forget that.  When he has a rough day, it seems like he still has so far to come.  But in reality, he has already grown so much.  I’m excited to see how much he’ll grow in the next couple of years and to see where we will be in another nine years.

Equal

So often as parents, teachers, family members, friends we strive for our children to be equal.  We want them to have all of the same opportunities, the same chances, the same treatment as the “normal” kids.  But is that really what our kids want? Or is that what we want?

I was at a conference this past weekend that talked about Universal Design for Learning.  One of the main points I took away was this: We don’t need to focus on accommodating everything for those with special needs.  Instead, how can we level the playing field?  How do we as parents create equal opportunities for our children?

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How do we make this scenario a reality in our everyday life for our kids? What barriers are there that we can remove to make not only our child successful but all children?  There are so many areas where our children are faced with barriers.  One of our biggest barrier that we are facing right now is church.  In the past few weeks its been hard to go with Cayden.

Part of it is, Cayden I think is starting to realize he isn’t always with his same aged peers. He’s been moved to the lower aged class (my decision).  I was hoping it would allow him to be more free to move and to play.  But he still struggles to self regulate and be nice towards others.  Looking at the model above, what is our barrier? What “wall” can I remove to allow Cayden to be successful.  Honestly, I am still working on that.

Cayden also has a weekly helper at church.  This is great, it falls under the second picture in the illustration.  Cayden is given an accommodation in the church setting to allow him to be as successful as possible. However, even with this extra support, Cayden still struggles.  I think there definitely needs to be more training and more intentional action.

It is church though, not school. Right? Or if I may can I get slightly off topic and down the path of religion? Is it not the Church’s job to reach out to everyone? Does every church need to have a specific program to meet every need? It would be great, but its not possible for one church to meet every need.  But I do know there are many parents in our position.  Unable to fully enjoy church due to the worry we have of our kid being successful in the church setting.

So again, this goes backs to our illustration.  We need to at least make sure we can operate in the second illustration.  Are we providing basic accommodations for our children to be successful in that situation? As a parent, what is it that I want Cayden to take away from the church setting? As a teacher, what is it that I want my student to take away from the day?

How do we move from step 2 to step 3? How do we remove the barriers? The thought of Universal Design originated from architecture. Think of all the barriers that have been removed from architecture in the past decade.  We have motion activated doors, doors with buttons, ramps, wider doors, elevators and more. All of these things were created for people with disabilities. However, by removing the barrier, it created easier access for everyone.

I believe that the first step to truly meeting a need is understanding and identifying the barrier.  Once we are able to identify the barrier, we can begin to offer the best for our children.

Special

When I look at the word, I don’t really know what it means to me.  What does it mean to be special? The word itself comes from the Latin word  speciālis.  Speci means type or kind,  of a given species.  From there we are led to the word especial which means special, exceptional, outstanding.  

Most times when we talk about children with disabilities we refer to them as having “special needs”.  But if we say it that way are we not stating that our children have exceptional and outstanding needs?  To me this could almost be taken as their needs are so great that we are burdened to take on the responsibility of caring for them.

Or are we looking at our children as especial, exceptional and outstanding people that we have been blessed with? How do we change our view from “special needs” to especial?

Children, teens or adults with specific needs or “special needs” can be an intimidating group.  They do not always react as one would expect to a situation.  They may touch you where no one has before.  The world may look at them as “special- different from what is ordinary or usual.” (dictionary.com) But if you have a child that is especial then you know they are exceptional and outstanding.

One of the definitions of special is: having a specific or particular function or purpose.  We ALL have a purpose, but our especials have a specific purpose.  I believe their purpose is to show us that no matter how hard life may seem, no matter how many times we fall down and stumble, no matter how unfair things may seem in life, that we can love.  We can share.  We can embrace life.  We can work hard.  We can enjoy everyday.

Look to those that are deemed especial watch how much fun they have in life.  Learn from them.  Help them along their journey.  Share with them and enjoy life with them.

People with special needs are not scary, they may draw us out of our comfort zones, but they will show you love and appreciation and friendship.  They tell you you’re fat or ask about your pimple that you tried to hide.

Those that the world tries to forget are truly outstanding and inspirational.  They weren’t given the best life according to the world.  They struggle with health issues.  They struggle with independence.  They struggle learning.

But they always try their hardest.  They are always eager to have fun, eager to love and eager to laugh.  Our especial  kids are ready for life’s challenges and eager to meet them head on.

Especial.

Exceptional.

Outstanding.

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Just the Two of Us

13340069_675497941224_4618012288665657777_oThe stream was softly trickling nearby.  The other 2 kids were at the hot springs pool enjoying the warm water.  The sun was out and shining warm over the mountain campground.  I had just sat down to read a book, everyone one else was in the camper getting ready for naps.  I got through maybe a paragraph and guess who was awake? Yep, Cayden, he had been asleep for 10 minutes at the most.

I got my backpack ready to go with water snacks and anything else Cayden might need on our hike.  He was excited to go and could hardly wait for me to get everything together. We set out on the campground road not exactly sure where we were headed.  Cayden was excited to be on the trail and on an adventure.

I saw a path off to the side of the road and we decided to take that into the woods.  Cayden has been watching a lot of Wild Kratts (which I heard is being pulled from Netflix) these past few months.  He began saying “Activate___________ power”  and naming several different animals.  He would then pretend to be that animal until he activated back to himself.

This new form of imagining is new for him.  He used to play with his toys and transform them, but now he is the person doing the transforming.  He is also at a stage where is becoming independent.  He can pull himself onto the counter and reach the bowls in the top of our cabinet.  He’ll then get his cereal, spoon and milk and make himself a bowl of cereal.

So here I am on a hike with a deer, moose, bug and whatever animal he can think of.  He was happily walking along activating into new animals and pretending to have their power.  I did end up finding a walking stick for him to carry around and help him up the steeper parts of the trail.  Though I think he just liked holding the stick and banging it on the ground.
So here we arCayden Hikee, just the two of us on this hike through the forest.  Cayden was content walking for the most part.  I carried him on my shoulders when he became tired. He would point out the flowers and want to smell them.  Which reminded him of Ferdinand the Bull.  He would start quoting passages from the book that related to the book.

We were walking around a corner and up on the hill was a deer.  Cayden excitedly called out, “Activate  deer power.”  He then talked about the deer for the next 15 minutes or so and how he activated his deer power.  For him this hike was about getting out and just enjoying what was around him.

He seems to do really well with outside open space.  He likes the room to run and explore what is out there.  We don’t have a huge back yard, not a small one either.  But he always finds the rocks or the vegetable plants and ends up having to come inside for either wrecking the plants or throwing rocks.

However, on this hike he wasn’t contained by a fence.  He was able to walk freely (mostly) on the dirt road up the mountain.  He had his little walking stick, snacks, water and space to roam.  His body enjoyed the movement and the extra work it took to get up the mountain.  His balance and overall calmness was noticeable during and after the hike.

We ended going on the trail for a while.  According to my Fitbit tracker we went up roughly 38 flight of stairs.  It measures 1 flight as an increase of 10 feet in elevation in a certain amount of time.  I’m sure we probably went a little more than that, but that is still quite a bit for little legs.  We walked over 14 thousand steps, okay, I walked over 14 thousand steps.  Cayden enjoyed a ride most of the way down the hill.

It was nice to have time just with Cayden.  No distractions, not other events taking place.  Just the two of us exploring the outdoors.  Activating creature powers and enjoying the deer and other animals.Cayden smile hike

Attitude and Disability

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I was in a meeting for new teachers recently and saw a quote on the wall of the classroom we were meeting in.  “Attitudes are the real disability”.  This has had me thinking about that for the past week.  How important is our attitude as parents, teachers, friends, family, etc. to those we care for?  It made me think about my attitude towards my son.  Am I enabling him to succeed through my attitudes towards him? Or do I display a negative towards his “disability” and what I think he can do? Do I have an attitude that he won’t be able to succeed at certain activities before he even tries them? Do I have an attitude that doesn’t let him explore or be himself?

Attitude can be defined as “a settled way of thinking or feeling about someone or something, typically one that is reflected in a person’s behavior.”  It really made me think not only about my son but also as a new Special Education Teacher.  Am I selling my son, my students short? Am I not encouraging them enough? Challenging them enough?

I look at the picture above and see a little boy who is happy.  He brings joy into almost every situations.  I don’t want to affect his attitude towards himself to be anything less than joy.  I don’t want him to think he isn’t perfect.  I realized that my attitude towards him needs to be even more loving and encouraging. I need to keep challenging him to be himself and enjoy life.

Sometimes when we label a child as having a disability, we work so hard to get them to “normal”.  We take them to therapies, appointments, doctors, hospitals, and anyone else who can help them.  But what if they are already perfect? What if God didn’t intend for them to be what the world deems “normal”?

As a parent I understand helping our kids become independent and able to function in society.  But at what point do we say forget the academics and rigorous schedules? There are days my son doesn’t get home until 6.  That’s almost a 12 hour day.  At what point do I let my kid be a kid?  It’s a tough place to be.  I know he needs the help of everyone of his doctors, therapist, teachers, etc.  Is there a better way to do education and therapy than what we are currently doing?

What if there is a better way to teach our kids to learn? A better formula to balance school and therapy?  How do we allow our kids to be kids and still improve their independence?

I often wonder what Cayden is thinking. What does he think about me? What would he say to me that could help be a better dad? What does he really like and really enjoy doing? In the picture above he is playing “Lego Game”(Lego Marvel Super Heros). He loves to play and act out what is going on in the game.  To his teachers I apologize.  He began the school year Hulk Smashing.  Probably not a good game to teach appropriate behavior.

But what does my son love beyond a game? I think the most important thing we can do as parents is come alongside what our kids love the most and love it just as much.  At dinner we pray for the Marvel character that he chooses.  How do I embrace what he likes and make him feel important?

I think it can be too easy to look over what he really enjoys.  It’s hard to play a game with someone who doesn’t play by the rules and always ends up Hulk smashing your super hero.  But I should play with him more.  I should do what he loves more.  Our attitude really defines the power of the perceived disability.

If we look at the situation with hope and by supporting our children then we are likely to find success and joy.  If we look at the situation with grief and limit our expectations we are going to struggle.

It’s not easy knowing your child has a disability and won’t be looked at as a “typical peer”. That your kid is more than likely going to be the “odd” one.  That your child may not be able to ever live a normal life.  By no means does Cayden have it bad.  He is overall healthy, he can feed himself, run, see, hear, laugh.

My heart goes out to those whose children can not do those things.  Whose children need attention 24/7.  The attitude there is grief, but I almost guarantee if you talk to those parents they are in love with their kid.

I think as parents we can accept the reality of the disability without stunting the growth of our kids.  I am expecting Cayden to live with us into adulthood.  But that shouldn’t stop me from trying to teach him how to be independent.  My job as a parent doesn’t stop because of his disability.  My job to teach him how to throw a ball, ride a bike, swim, read, write, talk,  doesn’t stop because of his disability.

It means I find joy in the situation and push aside frustration, anger, disappointment, sadness, fear, shame, embarrassment.  My son is a joy. My son is  a goofball.  My son is smart.  My son is my son.  My son is Cayden.

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Where We Are Now

11888602_650355347184_4456790512064814500_oHmm, where do I even start.  Life has been what life tends to be, crazy.  For me personally I am on my third full time job within the last year.  I left the school setting to try and figure out what I wanted to do.  I was working full time at a family amusement place here in the area, still trying to figure out what I really wanted.  Lizzy had just gotten at job at the YMCA down the road from our house.  Cayden was now in the second grade and Caleb was just starting Kindergarten.

One morning we were at Costco enjoying their hot dogs when I received a call about a teaching job that had just opened up.  I had been considering getting into teaching, but have been hesitant about it.  I agreed to meet and as the story goes am now teaching in an Extended Resource Room.  My hesitation has nothing to do with the kids, but the responsibility and time it takes to care for kids with special needs.  I am committing myself to take care of kids and prepare them for the future.  I am responsible for teaching them skills they will need to be successful in whatever capacity that may be.  Parents are trusting me with their child.

As parents of a child with special needs we are sometimes hesitant when allowing people to care for our child.  We have to trust that they will take care of him and not allow harm to come to him.  I am amazed at what our children can learn.  When I say our, I mean all of ours.  All of our children start out not knowing anything and slowly start learning and putting things together.

Cayden is special, not just in his needs but in who he is as an individual.  He has that special ability to make all those around him smile.  He has a goofy sense of humor that I love about him, he’s silly and he doesn’t care who is watching him.  Cayden also shows empathy and reminds us what is important.
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I can still remember the day he was born.  That day I was nervous, scared, excited, not ready.  Here I was, 21, having a son.  His birth was not without it’s difficulties.  He was born with the cord 504095552984around his neck and needed oxygen.  However, he was able to breathe without the support of an oxygen hood within 24 hours.  He fought through Jaundice and not being able to feed properly.  After 5 days in the hospital we were able to take Cayden home.

Within the first year, I noticed that he was not making milestones and we started to get him help.  I know for a fact that all the therapist that helped Cayden within those first 3 years of his life were a blessing.  They gave us strategies to help him improve and they personally took an interest into helping Cayden achieve task that were before impossible.  Thank you to all those that took an interest and put their expertise into Cayden.

Now 7 years later our son is able to read, write, speak, walk, run, feed himself, and many other skills.  This is not to say everything he does is perfect. He still falls, still speaks words that sound like an alien language, still has trouble doing things.  But you know what, he is doing things.  Things we weren’t sure he would be able to do.  It’s hard as a parent not knowing what your child will be able to achieve.  It’s even harder to hear people say your son or daughter will never . . .

Special needs is something that surrounds us.  Some disorders are more prominent and receive more attention,  however, every child is special.  In the last couple of years, I have found that kids with special needs are some of the happiest kids around.  They are also some of the funniest.  Even in their defiance, their tantrums, they can be cute.

In my last classroom there was one boy who had to be last everywhere he went so he could make sure everyone was going where they needed to go. We had another boy that loved his ketchup and arresting everyone.  Another kid could sing you any song that came on the radio.  One of the girls had a crush on all the cute boys and would giggle every time one came near (watch out high school). Another girl loved helping her classmates and loved sports.  Another student loved to act out dances, no matter where he was.

All of these kids are special.  We call them students with special needs, but really they are students with special hearts.  Hearts that pour out love, hearts that show us what it really means to love.  They don’t see each others’ “special needs” , they see their friends and classmates.  They don’t see themselves as different from those around them.  And yet we are in a society that focuses so much on being perfect.  We focus so much on status and what others think about us that we forget to just love.

I want to say thank you to those students that have shown me what real love looks like.  Everyday I am in classroom I feel that love.  I would encourage all of you to volunteer in a classroom or with an event for special needs if you don’t already.  The kids look up to you and look forward to that interaction.  They look past your flaws (though sometimes point them out bluntly) and love you for who are, not what you have or what you can do for them.

So I am in a spot where I am involved in making a safe environment for students to learn and to love.  To be accepted for who they are as a whole.  I am in a spot where I get to teach skills to students that will last a lifetime.  I am in a spot where parents are trusting me with their kid, just as I have trusted others with Cayden.

IMG_4040I know my son at times can be hard, I know that he can sometimes cause frustration.  However, I know that my son is loved. I know my son is precious.  I know that my son is funny.  I know that my son is handsome.  I know my son is courageous.  I know that my sons are best friends.  I know that Caleb loves his brother and will look after him.  I know that I would do anything for both of them.  I know we are where we are supposed to be right now.  I don’t know how we got here, I’m amazed by our path.  Grateful for our path.  Grateful for our experiences. I wouldn’t have it any other way.

So I encourage you to maybe step out of your comfort zone and step into a zone of wonderfulness.

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