Cascading Waterfall Green for sale at Etsy

After the usual mad breakfast, Leia and I dropped Davis off at PrePrimary, came home to wash the car then off to Bayswater Waves for Davis’ school swimming.

It’s almost the end of two weeks worth of 60 kids splashing about in lessons. Leia has a ball in the creche for an hour and I get to watch Davis, at my leasure, making waves.

I’ve learnt to sit far away enough that he can’t talk to me…otherwise I get the ‘I want to go’, ‘I don’t want to do this’ drill. If I can’t hear him then I can’t…well hear him.

His teacher has been amazing and still had a huge smile on her face today (there are eight 5 - 6 yr olds in her class). I’m wondering where she hides the happy pills in her bathers.

After swimming Leia and I headed off to Northbridge to Lucky’s Oriental supermarket to stock up on ingredients for Maki-zushi. A few sauce and rice bowls later and I’m all ready to make sushi for lunch on Sunday.

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‘Cascading Waterfall’ earrings from my Etsy shop

Orange Chocolate

Chunky (real) silver bangles

Chunky (real) plastic bangles

Shoes

Chunky silver rings

Pens from Muji or other rockin’ shops

Stationary and stuff from Muji or other rockin’ shops

Seafood dinners

This week is Dyspraxic Awareness Week.

Up to 10% of the population is diagnosed with Dyspraxia.

My eldest son, now 5, was diagnosed with Developemental Verbal Dyspraxia and ‘Physical’ Dyspraxia over 3 years ago.

There are many wonderful websites that can tell you what it is, and what can be done to help. But the one thing that can’t be learnt by reading a book or website, is how every day and everyday things can be a challenge for a child with Dyspraxia. And how, as a parent, it can break you heart.

Imagine that your 4 year old child can’t lick an icecream.

Imagine that your 3 year old child calls you by a different name reguarly, but they are really trying to say ‘Mummy’ every time.

Imagine that your 2 year old has to learn sign language to be able to say that they love you, or that they were upset, (learning to sign was an extremely possitive experience and helped him greatly).

Imagine that your child could not tell you in the middle of the night what their scarry dreams were about because they were so tired the words would not come out.

Imagine that your 4 year old gets into trouble at kindy because they SHOUT almost all the time, but all they’re doing is trying to communicate like the other kids.

Imagine that by the time your 5 year old has gotten the crayons, paper and sat at the table, the other kids in class have finished and are doing the next thing.

Imagine that any sudden change of routine can throw your child out, (more than another child their age).

Imagine that your child can put on their shoes and pull on their pants on that day, but not the next.

Imagine that your child has very high frustration levels, gets over tired from trying so hard all the time and can have extreme anxiety.

These are just a few drops in a lake of ‘imagines’.

Right now, after years of therapy, I don’t need to imagine this…

My son does not sign anymore, he can talk so he is understood 95% of the time by most people, he can put his own shoes on every day, he is an important and valued classmate, his teachers adore him, he is learning at the same rate as his classmates, he comes 3rd or 4th is running races, he can ride a bike, he can tell me when he’s upset and why, his confidence with his writing and problem solving has improved in the last 2 months, he can participate in a swimming class and he makes the best catapaults with playdough and spoons.