how to make tele-therapy work for your special needs family

When parents are told they’re switching to Teletherapy, most are reluctant, I mean, isn’t therapy all about in-person therapy? How will the therapist “work” with my child if they aren’t physical near them? And what will I do without the hour by myself sitting in a waiting room, it’s almost as good as a babysitter,…

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more perspectives on Applied Behavior Analysis (ABA) – Autism

In my post My Thoughts on Applied Behavior Analysis (ABA), I said I would share more opinions on ABA from professionals, a very successful mother of an Autistic boy, and adults on the spectrum. So here’s the follow-up post I promised, albeit late because of a sickness that I can’t seem to overcome. In that…

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my thoughts on Applied Behavior Analysis (ABA) – Autism

*The opinions expressed in this post are solely mine and based on our experience. When the words “Your child has Autism” are spoken, most parents begin searching for ways to help their child. The psychologist offers advice, doctors suggest medication and therapy, friends refer to characters in movies or geniuses, other Autism parents recommend solutions…

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does your child like their therapist? (adoption/foster)

  *These tips are for those who use therapy to help their children, I am not recommending that all parents take their children to a therapist. In We’re Our Child’s Best Therapist, I wrote about how, well, exactly that, we’re our child’s best therapist. Why? Because we know them best and we are with them…

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we are our child’s best therapist

“After a hard days work, you don’t want to come home and be the therapist.” This statement was made by the father of an Autistic boy after a new therapy office specific to helping children with Autism opened up in our semi-small town.  This dad wanted the work to be done by therapists, but he…

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words from the leery

A visit to the dentist office led to a short one-sided conversation about Foster Care, and for once, the words weren’t coming from my mouth. My hygienist is, well, we’ll just say a little different, instead of “on the verge of psychotic.” In the twenty minutes I was sitting in her chair feeling as if I was on…

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