1:88 Autism

1:88 and not an epidemic per the CDC?

That is because they would have a HUGE backlash if they acknowledged anything environmentally was contributing to this enormous spike in the autism diagnosis.

I love my daughter unconditionally ~ quirks and all ~ but the challenges she goes through is not normal... I am not talking nuero-diversity, I am talking the biological complications of autism.

I am not even saying that vaccines caused her autism, she isn't "directly" vaccinated.... but environmental toxins most certainly plays a part and I do have too many friends whose child was typical prior to specific vaccines....

Our government needs to eat crow and acknowledge the role big pharma, industrialized farming, food additives, petroleum tar-based dyes in our foods, approved household chemicals, industrialized birthing practices etc plays not in just autism, but all childhood disorders that are at an all time high... cancer, adhd, diabetes, ms, down syndrome, add, anxiety, ocd, sensory processing disorder, aggression, etc.

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Keep Sick Kids Out of School

If schools (dictated by the state) didn't enforce strict attendance policies and had better defined truancy policies.....

AND if employers would honor a mother's (or father's) inherent right to take time off with her (his) sick children AS NEEDED....

THEN when a child was ill, the parents would have the freedom to allow their children to stay home as long as it took to get them well.

Therefore, If less kids were sent to school sick (even in the early/late stages of a virus), less kids would get sick and this would save the employers dollars; and student sick days used would organically be lessened too ~ resulting in the district benchmarks being met.

And most importantly our children would be sick less often.

So, School Administrators (including secretaries).... stop making us feel guilty for making the call not to send our children to school when the child is sick or showing signs and symptoms of becoming sick.

Employers..... change your sick leave policies. It is ridiculous to think a parent will only miss 3-5 days a year for themselves AND their children being under the weather. Especially single parents or dual working parent households.

Parents.... take your power back! When your child is sick the single most important thing to that child is a parent's care and presence. Keep your children home when they are sick!! Then other children won't get sick as often!!! And those children wouldn't pass it back to your children!!

A vicious cycle solved.

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Pica and Autism: One Family's Solution!

Pica ~ An eating disorder characterized by the consumption of non-food items for more than a month.

PICA AND AUTISM, our history...

I used to ask myself, "How can she eat TOILET PAPER, CARDBOARD, FOIL, PAINT CHIPS (and more) and not eat the meals I carefully and lovingly prepare for her????

No one had an answer to this question..... some offered judgmental expressions; as if my mothering her wasn't up to snuff. And yet the contempt in others' voices was present, as they questioned how she got the object or substance in her mouth in the first place.

I ignored them of course... Any sensible person would know better than to compound a mother's desperation as She waded forward in a world of special needs with no guide book!!

I think aside fleeing....... PICA was the most undeniably frustrating and fear inducing behavior we have faced in our Autism Journey! For years, we have prayed for answers. In fact, I remember in toddler-hood commenting how easy we had it with our older daughter, who never put ANYTHING in her mouth, but what I didn't know was that what we were seeing was the early signs of pica .... a disorder sometimes, maybe often, coupled with autism!

There was Constant 24 hour supervision because of the fleeing and pica, but even then... you couldn't keep your eyes on her every single moment of the day.

(I have learned to forgive myself; I am only human after-all!)

Her tears... My tears... Pica, without discrimination, punched wholes in my heart every time I had to pry her mouth open and swoop my finger with the high chance of being bitten (hard!!) to extract the checker,marble, eraser, stone, paint, rock!!

It would literally take nano-seconds for her to get the desired substance within her mouth. Which is what happened when the night we ended up in the ER under the suspicion that she had swallowed Connect Four Checker. Yes, she was sitting right in front of me on the bed.... read that story here.

BUT, at that time she was non-verbal.... so we didn't know if she really swallowed it or not.... and to be safer than sorry, we went to the ER. Which is when I learned checkers do not show up on x-rays... therefore that night I added to my resume, "Poop Sifter!".

AS IF IT COULDN'T GET WORSE

5 months ago.... new risks emerged; swallowing a Polly Pocket dress WHOLE at school and attempting to eat the baggie in her lunch box. Even then, the only recommendation from the Doctor's Nurse was to watch her poop....... we never did find the dress!! But the level of supervision intensified.

Just a few weeks later, we discovered she was eating the eraser and metal off of pencils ......... she was prying them off with her teeth, chewing it up in to tiny tiny pieces and swallowing them!!

Then the dentist found a scar on her front upper gum; assumed to be a cut from the metal.

And she was cleaver... but not because she was trying to be deviant, But because when your body craves something like METAL... you will do anything to consume whatever will give you the biological relief your body so desperately needs.

This had become a medical issue!!!

We knew some people attributed pica to mineral deficiencies..... specifically zinc. But others suggested iron..... and her ashened complexion was consistent with anemia. So we decided to take her to a new doctor, one that looked at the biological aspects of Autism......

THE BIG DECISION

...... but just as I feared this medical doctor ordered 42 tests!!!!!

Mind you, in the state of Ohio insurance companies are not required to pay for anything coded as Autism. ( I know this because despite having Speech Therapy benefits on our policy, they send us a denial based on the Autism diagnosis every month!!)

So, I crunched the numbers. I calculated what it would cost us... THOUSANDS!

No, not figuratively, but very literally.

So we were left feeling helpless, confused and mostly angry about what to do.....

Choice 1: Bite the bullet and get the tests and budget in monthly payments to pay this off ...... for the next... well, forever!! But, even if we did that.... then we couldn't afford any of the supplements that the doctor would suggest to address the Pica, because of the exorbitant costs of the tests. Yet alone, the nagging thought in the back of my head... even if they prescribe supplements, HOW would we get them in her?

Then there was...

Choice 2: Take a huge chance and put her on a Whole Food Nutrition Infused Supplement that we had been considering for the past16 months..... and basically cross our fingers and hope for the best. Yes, A Shot In The Dark!!

NINGXIA RED, A SOLUTION?

Just 1 ounce is like drinking...

• 4 lbs of Carrots (2 qts of carrot juice)
• 8 Oranges (1 pint of orange juice)
• 2 lbs. of Raw Beets (2 cups of beet juice)
• 3 cups of Blueberries
• 2 cups of Raspberries

What it really has in it...

• Ningxia Wolfberry Puree
• Blueberry Juice
• Pomegranate Juice
• Raspberry Juice
• Lemon and Orange Essential Oils
• Agave Nectar
• 18 Amino Acides
• 21 Trace Minerals
• 6 Essential Fatty Acids
• Vitamin B1, B2, B6, E
• Antioxdants
• Phytonutrients

Ningxia Wolfberry Nutrient Summary...

• 67 times the Thiamin (vitamin B1) of Brown Rice
• 2 times the Niacin (Vitamin B3) of Baker's Yeast
• 3 times the Vitamin C of raw oranges
• 2 times the Beta Carotene of Raw Spinach

Ningxia Wolfberry Minerals...

• Calcium
• Chromium
• Magnesium
• Potassium
• Copper
• Zinc
• Iron

WE WENT WITH DOOR #2

I Tried to get her to drink it plain.... with no success. However, her older sister LOVED it that way so much, we bought the single serving packets to put in HER lunch box.

However, we had to get creative... well, not too creative. We started by adding a tiny bit, like 1/4 ounce to her Organic Strawberry Smoothies (main part of her diet)... and she didn't detect it. We have since slowly increased the amount to 1 ounce per smoothie. This timeline demonstrates her consuming 1 - 3 ounces per day.

2 MONTH TIMELINE:

Earlier in December we put both kids on Ningxia Red for a week... we saw a 90% reduction in pica episodes (Note: She had been consuming various non-food items numerous times a day... including METAL and PLASTIC!!) But, we ran out and didn't buy more... I was still unsure whether or not I want to do this or the medical tests and labs. BUT THE PICA CAME BACK 100% AND I DECIDED THEN TO BUY MORE!

Here are my FaceBook Ningxia Red Related Statuses over the next several weeks...

12/30 Pica doesn't vacation .... even At grandma's! We need to go do that lab work ... so we can start the nutritional support!

1/08 Reintroduced Ningxia Red..... Whole Food Nutritional Antioxident Drink...... No pica this weekend and she ate Chicken, broccoli and noodles for dinner! This happened the first time we introduced it, so we Decided to hold off on labs since this is our desired outcome anyways!

1/10 Last night Sahara ate 25 shrimp, 3 apples, 5 cookies and 3 glasses of water.... Every time we introduce Ningxia Red she becomes this eating power house!! No PICA episodes since Saturday! ....And on a side note, Emily warms my heart!!

1/15 Sahara has been consistently on Ningxia Red for a week; 1-2 ounces a day..... A couple things I have noticed in just a week! .... Only 1 PICA incident all week, but not metal... In fact it was the eraser and she left the metal alone on the pencil and brought it to me (HUGE), her appetite has increased, she is sleeping better (laying down immediately, not Stimming by running in circles in the room and) the best for last..... Her color in her face is this beautiful blush pink (her OT noted 2 weeks ago she looked anemic in her face coloring.... I said I knew that!) Not only have I noticed this, but Jim and Emily noted it as well..... I am very optimistic in our choice to use the funds on this instead of labs... Stay tuned :)

1/17 Spent all morning researching Ningxia Red (YL's nutrition infused drink) and the Wolf-Berry...... prompted by the immediate results we are seeing w the girls. Even w YL products I have to do my research. #impressed

1/18 The BBC News reported that wolfberries may provide more dietary iron than steak. The Chinese Wolfberry has 9mg iron per 100 Grams.... Seen as one of the best plant sources of iron!! I KNEW HER COMPLEXION WAS BETTER FOR A REASON!!! YAHOOO.... #Ningxia Red

1/20 On a positive note .... Ningxia Red update... she is now refusing Wendy French Fries... She has eaten them 5 days a week for 2 years! (I know, I know, but my excuse was poison her or starve her) 1-2 ounces a day of infused nutrition!!!! Can make a huge difference! She wants NR instead!! Better nutrition, Slightly Pink cheeks, no pica, falling sleep better..... Why did I wait so long?

1/23 Day 16..... Sahara's complexion is 'normal' tonight!!! No pica!! I am going to schedule a gathering in Feb about this amazing drink!!!

1/26 I think the Ningxia Red is making her crave REAL food.... she hasn't touched a French Fry in over a week and now she is refusing bacon. #happydance

1/27‎ "Both the mineral profile and mineral balance of the Ningxia wolf-berry is without equal in the plant kingdom, with magnesium to calcium ratios at almost 1:1, zinc to copper ratios at 2:1 and potassium to magnesium rations at 8:1."

2/03 ‎4 weeks on Ningxia Red.... 1 PICA incident at home (day 3, but she said the metal tasted gross!), NO PICA at school. I believe it is Safe to say this is working! Thank God!!

2/12 PICA update..... I can't believe it has been 5 weeks!!!!! I don't want to be premature, but I think we have resolved this issue. I still shudder thinking about how she was eating plastic and metal!! That was the worse..... fearing her choking or having internal injuries. THANK YOU Ningxia Red.... I am still in disbelief that this worked...... definitely a gift from our Creator!! *grateful tears*

2/12 PICA update: We ran out of Ningxia Red!!!! Sahara hasn't had any for 56 hours... Yes, I counted! She has lost the color she was getting in her complexion... So ashen (anemic looking!) and she was mouthing rocks again, first time in 5 weeks!! And she is craving junk food again.... THAT FAST! CONCLUSION: the NR is working for the PICA, anemia and appetite! And we will NOT run out again!

2/15 Dear PICA, I loathe you!! And be warned... the Ningxia Red (nutrition infused puree) will be here Friday and I will NEVER EVER run out again!!!! And therefore youwill be eradicated!! My daughter is off limits to you from that point on!!!Got it?? Signed, Me

2/17 FED EX IS HERE!! Woot Woot!!

2/19 PICA UPDATE: Back on Ningxia Red for 48 hrs. 1 confirmed incident of sucking on plastic. Her ashened color is gone and is an eating machine again! I need to write up this time line ... It is amazing to see first hand.

2/25 Morning Gratitude: 1 week back on Ningxia Red and the pica is gone againand her cheeks were pink last night..... This purée is a miracle! I thank God for providing us with everything we need, we just have to be willing to listen and take action.

2/27 Went through my posts over the last 2 months and pulled all of my updates on PICA and NINGXIA RED for my blog post.... SO GLAD I post about our milestones and struggles... My daughter's quality of life is better bc of Young Living and ningxia red.

CONCLUSION

I am not saying Ningxia Red treated or cured my daughter's Pica or other issues stemming from the Autism, but I will say, WE WILL ALWAYS HAVE NINGXIA RED IN OUR HOME AND I WILL MAKE SURE WE NEVER RUN OUT AGAIN!!!

I am convinced the Ningxia Red supported her body and gave her the nutrition she needed to deal with this very scary situation: PICA!! But, other observations are evident too: Decrease in Anxiety and Stimming, Improved Sleep, Immune System Enhancement.... and more. The results our entire family has had in the past 2 months has been staggering!!!

I don't know of anyone else who has used Ningxia Red with a child (or adult) with Pica; however I decided to do this when I learned about the zinc and iron content in the Wolfberry. In retrospect, I wish I had done the tests..... then put her on this product to see what really was happening at a phisiological. However, I am not willing to stop to see the regression just for statistics. Her daily progress and the halt of the consumption of metal, plastic, paper, etc is proof enough to me that this worked for us.

Do your own research... here are some places to start:

Ningxia Red: Ancient History part 1

Product Description and Studies

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Autism and Breastfeeding

So, you might be asking what breastfeeding has to do with autism. Well, nothing really… and yet everything in our corner of the world.

April is Autism Awareness Month; I have blogged on just about every topic pertaining to autism… except breastfeeding. Which, to me, seems a bit ironic as that is the single activity that began our quest to discover that autism was in our midst.

Another reason I find this strange is that I am a breastfeeding advocate. In fact, I dedicated a whole chapter in my book, The Mother Consciousness, to breastfeeding. The content ranged from the obvious (the health benefits, economic afford-ability and expressing milk) to the taboo side of nursing (reclaiming the breast as a rite of passage into motherhood as opposed to a sexual icon, nursing beyond infancy and tandem nursing non-multiple birth siblings).

Then of course, there was my self-proclamation of being an expert on breastfeeding. Obviously this was purely my own experiential honorary achievement that I had created. The Mother Consciousness was inspired by my innate desire to explore how the Jungian maternal archetypes had influenced my mindful decisions to partake in natural childbirth and my inherent choices within early motherhood. However, even with years of mindfully nursing my own children, I still was not aware (because it wasn’t evident yet) that nursing also would play a major role in the diagnosis, socialization and developmental growth of my autistic daughter.

The circumstances and awkwardness of nursing my second born daughter offered the first inkling that something wasn’t ‘quite right’. I vividly remember lying in the bed nursing while making googly noises – and feeling a sinking sensation when I noted she wouldn’t look at me or respond to my obvious attempt to interact with her. She stared off in space… into a private world of her own.

I thought this was an odd reaction. So I started to softly… then not so softly, say her name. She didn’t even wiggle a wee bit. I began to have flashbacks of her older sister nursing at this age (5 months) and she would gaze up into my eyes and reach for my face. I felt a panic in my heart as a siren was going off in the confines of my own mind that something wasn’t right.

Over the next two days, the same scenario repeated itself over and over… I increasingly grew more anxious. I knew in my heart that something was wrong, but I did not know it was autism. In fact, it would take years to get professionals to listen to me that something was wrong.

On the Eve of her first Christmas, I finally uttered to my husband, “Honey, we need to talk.” He got that look he gets in his eyes when he senses something is wrong. I took a long deep breath, “I noticed something the other night… well, I am concerned.” (a long pause) “Every time I nurse Sahara she just stares off into space... You know, Emily always gazed in my eyes when she nursed. But I have been thinking… and I don’t think Sahara has ever looked up at me when nursing.”(an even longer pause) “Not even once. She also doesn’t respond to my voice. Do you think she could be deaf?”

I saw tears immediately flow down his cheek as I validated some of his hidden concerns. My heart broke in a million pieces that night. To make a long story short the pediatrician blew our concerns off and said it was because I was a new mom. I reminded him that I have been a mother for 5 ½ years and know when something isn’t right, and there was something wrong…

Fast forward 4 years… Sahara was finally diagnosed with infantile autism on Halloween day 2008. Every time I tell this story, emotion catches in my throat as I think about how she gazed off into space when I nursed her and how the psychologist told us to prepare to institutionalize her because of the severity of her symptoms.

But I also remember her tiny fingers wrapped around mine, caressing me as if to say, “I am in here Mama… don’t worry.” And I think about how, even with the autism, she was able to seek my comfort through my motherly breasts when she was hurt, upset or frustrated just like her nuero-typical sister. That somehow, innocently touching my bare skin brought her the safety she needed in a world that was full of triggers and overwhelming stimuli for her; I was her comfort and transitional object.

I think about her eating disorder (children with autism often are picky eaters or experience pica) how I was always reassured in the fact that she breastfed beyond infancy, so I knew she was getting the most perfect nutrition. And how when she got sick (children with autism often have gut issues and compromised immune responses) I knew that she was still getting healthy anti-bodies through the breast milk. And even though she was catatonic for the first four years of her life, she was able to still bond and interact with me at a level that is beyond comprehension.

I venture to say that the mindful act of breastfeeding and attachment parenting may very well have been the catalyst to help set the stage to pull her out of catatonia when even the psychologists said institutionalization was going to be the only option. I am not ashamed to say we nursed her way beyond toddler-hood. I do believe that when she did not have words, that this motherly act alone, was a way for us to connect and interact with meaning. And when I see her breastfeeding her baby dolls and nurturing them through this intimate act today, I find peace of mind in knowing that she is learning how to express care, love and compassion for another human being.

This past weekend she was on the couch cuddling with me when she started to repetitively poke my breast with her small pointer finger. I smiled at her when she gazed up at me (perhaps I even silently rejoiced that at 6 years of age, she is finally able to gaze into my eyes without hesitation and that by some means we are able to create and nurture those building blocks that she missed during infancy).

What I didn’t expect in that moment, though, was for her to say, “Milk all gone.” I nodded yes and she continued in her broken early speech pattern to say slowly with much effort, “Milk broken. Mommy doctor. Doctor fix Milk.” Tears welled up in my eyes as my heart fell in love with this child for the ten-millionth time!

“No, the doctor can’t fix ‘Milkies’. Sahara is a big girl now, so the milk went bye bye.” We sat there in silence, her fingers continued to poke my breast as our breath synced together just like when she nursed.

“Mommy?”

“Yes, Sahara?”

“Milk all gone?”

“Yes, Milk all gone.”

“Sahara sad.”

“I know. Mommy sad too.”

So why is this interaction so important to share? Simply because it is the most concrete, expressive, lengthy ‘conversation’ we have ever shared together. Amazingly, the act of breastfeeding my daughter continues today to create opportunities for advancement.

If I had one thing to share with young women or expectant mothers, it would be… if you have genetic markers of autism and even if you don’t, seriously consider nursing your child. Nursing your child is not just about feeding him/her. Nursing your child is about cultivating essential human bonding and stimulating neurodevelopment and immune enhancement. Nursing your child could just be that vital gateway for future possibilities to manifest… and that could be ‘utterly’ colossal.

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Stop Exposing Me

Dear Lobby,

I cannot take it anymore. I despise you for exposing me to all kinds of illnesses… and more so, that you expose my children!! We wait in you for autism therapy (speech, OT, PT & Social skills).... but so do the patients there for lab and chest x-rays.

I even said something once to the ‘suits’ doing an inspection on you… they smiled and shrugged me off.

Oh, once I also told the receptionist (when calling off sick) that I know I picked something up from you… and she said, “I bet you did.” I retorted, “Well I am going to formally complain, they need to give us a separate waiting area.”

Her reply? “Good luck with that.” (I bet she was holding a sarcasm sign!!)

…But I am serious!!

They make us sit 3-4 times a week in you… you are a tiny space that is mutually shared by others waiting for lab work and chest x-rays. This year I have never been so sick… the flu, colds, coughs, muscle aches, etc. I know I am picking it up from you.

In fact just today, while we were waiting, a mother and her 2 children came in for bi-lateral chest x-rays (confidentiality isn’t too good in you). The mother said to the youngest, “Oh baby, you are going to cough up a lung.” And believe me…it sounded like it!!! His sister wasn’t much better either… so I was relieved to see them go to the far side of you…

UNTIL… she told them to go play. Here they come waddling and coughing… straight at us. They stop to play with a toy right at our feet. I mumble to my daughter, “Maybe WE should go get a face mask!” I squirm and the mother calls them back.

Inside I feel bad, I know the waiting arrangements are not her fault… but I am pissed that week after week; day after day… we have to sit here with really sick kids waiting for lab work!! I am sure the mother sees my discomfort and she goes up to the registration desk and asks for a face mask… but just one. Never mind you the other child is hacking too!!

Her child starts to scream… I feel bad. I try to make eye contact to show empathy and she is obviously avoiding me. I shouldn’t feel bad; I am tired of being exposed to all of these germs. I never bought into the germ theory until this past winter…

The child screams some more… I look over with another look of empathy and am met with glaring eyes. The children hack some more and the receptionist comes out to give the mom some paper work and says, “Man, they are really really sick…” I cringe more… I know they have a right to be here, but do I have to have my immune system and that of my children attacked too?

All I want is to bring my children to therapy without having to be exposed to whooping cough, the flu and the like. I want to reclaim my health…

Sincerely,

Alterna-Mom

P.S. I forgot… You might consider yourself warned… I ordered THIS and I am bringing it with me next week… I will be spraying you, your chairs and toys. Robbers successfully used these oils to protect themselves while they robbed the plague victims…. Are you up to the challenge? I have let my friends know about this arsenal and told them to reference my number 1183617 … so the other lobbies will know it came from me. Good Luck!!

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Product Review: Getting Into The Vortex

Getting Into The Vortex

Guided Meditations CD and User Guide

By Esther and Jerry Hicks

Let me introduce you to Abraham.

The first thing you need to understand is that Abraham isn’t a person. Yes, that is correct, Abraham is not a person. Abraham is what Esther Hicks accesses while inspiring and motivating others to live a more balanced life through the Law of Attraction. Abraham is an energy source that has had many different labels throughout the ages. To Esther, Abraham is the vehicle in which she creates inspiration, hope and opportunity for all who participate in these teachings.

I am certain some will see this as hocus pocus, new age, metaphysical or possibly even blasphemous. However, I believe that none of that is accurate. In fact, I have found the teachings of Abraham to reinforce my relationship with and trust in God. If you look beyond the manner in which Esther presents her information … the messages that are left are consistently based in The Ultimate Vibrations of love, peace, joy and harmony.

In a time when the world is full of hate, disease, war and economic hardships this is an important message for all to hear.

And to keep in alignment with Alterna-Mom’s message, in a time when our children are experiencing challenges academically, emotionally, physically, and cognitively at an all time high, this is the perfect message to elicit strength and personal empowerment for mainstream parents.

Abraham offers hope and inspiration. Abraham teaches us how to get into a ‘place’ in which we can tap into our true potential and manifest solutions to our challenges. Abraham calls this place The Vortex. The Vortex is simply a meditative state in which we can find solutions to the difficulties in our lives. This isn’t a magical place or a placebo effect, but a meditative discipline in which the solutions can and often do surface.

In the teaching of Abraham, The Vortex is the place in which all things are created… in Christianity, we call this place prayer.

Abraham states that it is not necessary to meditate for more than 15 minutes per day. In fact, they say life is about living, not contemplating about living… and so Abraham has presented us with an effective tool, Getting into the Vortex Guided Meditations CD and User Guide, to teach us how to efficiently meditate and get into this Vortex where intention and creation occur.

In the Guided Meditations CD, Esther’s voice gently carries you through the meditations. Her voice is calm and soothing; eliciting an instant relaxation. Your breath seems to lose itself into the rhythm of the background music… ebbing in and out. Abraham tells us that this is the most important result of this tool; sitting still for 15 minutes a day allowing our breath to match the rhythm of the music on this CD. We do not have to understand what is being said. In fact, we do not have to alter anything in our daily routines, but to find time to be still and breathe.

The most prominent words to me throughout the Getting Into The Vortex CD is “Breathe in, Breathe out.”

In fact, since using this CD, I find myself saying these four words, “Breathe in, Breathe out,” often over my internal chatter during challenging moments. With that, I am able to easily re-center myself through the simple act of consciously breathing. It is in this connection that I remember “who-I-really-am” and remember to release control over many things I have no control over.

There are four tracks on this CD that can empower your life:

• General Well Being Meditation
• Financial Well Being Meditation
• Physical Well Being Meditation
• Relationship Well Being Meditation

Each is unique in verse, yet a similar presentation. I felt that this consistency allowed me to relax more quickly regardless of the track I was listening to. I also have found this to be a perfect way to incorporate meditation into your child’s life. Simply play the CD in the background while your child is playing, bathing or resting and observe subtle changes in the child’s Well Being.

If you are the left brain thinker (like me) that must know what each phrase means and how those words can educe profound change in your life, the User Guide will be a delightful reference book for you. This guide offers clarity. Abraham has elaborated on each phrase in this guide so that everyone can have a deeper understanding to what is being said and intended in this meditative tool.

If you are interested in learning more about Abraham, Esther and Jerry Hicks, or The Vortex, I suggest you look at the links below. This is a very powerful tool for your whole family to achieve all the benefits of basic meditation and much more!

Hay House

Amazon

Barnes & Nobel

Chapters Indigo (Canada)

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Alterna Mom's Wi-Active Challenge: The Why and Day 1-3

BECOME MORE PROACTIVE IN YOUR PHYSICAL, EMOTIONAL, SPIRITUAL, AND FINANCIAL HEALTH AND THAT OF YOUR CHILDREN!

That is my Alterna-Mom motto! I have to humbly say that if Alterna-Mom's Blog is about promoting health and well-being on all levels of our existence, then she needs to heed her own advise.

I have insisted that my habitual tiredness and dark circles are from sleepless nights of worry about my children and obsessing over the details I orchestrate in my mind's eye on how to move forward on helping my daughter diagnosed with autism to become more functional, safe and communicative while advocating for her rights, needs and education. (Not to mention the advocacy I do for my other child as well... raising kids mindfully takes time, energy and planning.) However, I recently took my own blood sugar levels and the results scared me. I swayed between a consistent 123 and 236 during a week of testing.

My Mom was diagnosed with diabetes at about the same age I am now, 40. She controlled it with diet at first, then the pill and finally insulin shots. This past Spring the diabetes finally claimed her leg after an intense year of surgeries, heart attacks and gangrene. I knew at this precise moment in time that I needed to become more proactive in my own health, but somehow we use life as a convenient excuse to resume our old habits.

I have understood that I was already predisposed to diabetes not only via paternal and maternal history, but through evidence of gestational diabetes with both of my pregnancies. However, I believe that the power of our minds, meditation and prayer can trump genetics. Maybe I am not so lucky or maybe I have caught it early enough... fate is always yet to be determined.

I am not one to run to the doctor, yet I know that there is a time and place like I explained HERE. I also am keenly aware that intention alone cannot alter reality. We must be proactive and make healthy decisions especially if we are going to stay around to see our children grow and spoil our grandchildren. I have always insisted that we must take care of ourselves before we take care of our children and loved ones. In order to be more present for them we must tend to our needs.

Perhaps the culmination of the sugar levels, my mom's fate and my recent kidney stone episode has pushed me just enough to heed my own advise. So, I bought primarily fresh fruits and vegetables at my bi-weekly shopping trip Friday night, then came home and pulled out the Wi-Active.

I decided to take the 30 day challenge... easy enough right? Somehow committing to a challenge seemed easier than randomly using this devise. So, I set parameters including my weight... ouch!! I weigh what I weighed when I was 9 months pregnant with my oldest child. That alone should have prompted me to do this a long time ago.

HOLY MOLY.... Can running in place for 90 seconds really make me that out of breath... I can't help but wonder if that is still evidence of my smoking days. So, I use this as a teachable moment, "Girls, see what happens when you smoke?"

My eldest replies, "You don't smoke Mom!"

"Well, thanks to you (I quit with my first pregnancy) I don't, but I am certain that that is why I am so winded."

She says, "Really !?!?," I am not sure if her response is from the disbelief that her anti-smoking mother actually smoked once upon a time or if she is amazed at the honesty that I unconditionally offer them.

I have decided to document here my progress. Although this is a public venue, I think that it 1) will keep me honest and encourage me to continue through the first 30 days and 2) maybe it will motivate someone else to become more proactive in their health...

Day 1 It would have been easy to quit; it kicked my butt!! I was panting and resting in between sets. But my daughters were watching and encouraging me to finish... Did I ever tell you that my kids rock!?!

My muscles hurt... I wanted to sit down and throw in the towel... but I pushed through the whole workout. I have to admit, I was proud of myself... it would have been easier to listen to the million reasons why I shouldn't do this... How can I find the time? How can I find the energy? How much will it cost? Who will watch the kids? I need to save my energy for the kids. I need to get this done or that finished...

I burned 121 calories! That made me walk away from the donut later that day... all of that work equated to 1/3 of the donut!! Wow, that really put things into perspective.

Day 2 It was a more intense workout (and longer), but I was amazed at how much easier the track was in just 24 hours... really!! I still huffed and puffed, but I had better focus and was better able to push through the pain. That in and of itself amazed me.

I burned 151 calories yesterday... again, I was reminded of how much effort it takes to burn off those in between empty-caloried snacks.

It is Day 3 and I am grateful it is the day to rest... my legs were wobbly coming downstairs this morning. However, does a mother really have any days to rest? It is interesting on the Wi-Active it asks you to log your other activities with time and intensity. That includes playing with the kids, yard work, house work, walking etc. I presume I am not doing too bad already because I really do do a lot... maybe it is the cardio I am missing though.

There is no challenge today, so we have planned to start prepping the yard-sale stuff.... that is a work out! But I think later we will do some yoga - my muscles feel like they could use some good stretching.

I think this is good for me... on many levels. Plus, Emily has decided to partake in the challenge... so we are doing this together. Sahara was annoyed the first day... she thought we were going to play golf or fishing (her favorite Wi games), but yesterday she did a couple of the exercises with us... too cute... this may be a fun summer activity for the 3 of us.

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Cell Phones: Luxury or Need?

We are changing cell phone plans and I had this great idea... close the first and post pone the second as long as I can to see how long we can go.

Yes, my primary motive was saving money... We are still recouping from hubby being out of work for 6 months after being downsized right before the holidays.

But, as I thought about it, I started wondering if the controversial frequencies they emit really affect our health & well-being and do they pollute our air & environment? As you know these are the thoughts that keep me up at night.

Then I started wondering, if the cell phone tower or the "phone company" building that was next to the building I worked when pregnant with Sahara, could have contributed to the infantile autism? Purely based on the energy model... it most certainly is probable.

Of course there is also my consideration that the age of industrialization is doing more global harm then good. And I am talking on a spiritual, physical and emotional level.

Industrialization has introduced more pollutants in our environment than ever before (BP oil spill case in point). It has torn families apart as they moved away from family farming to the city life. We have left our elders who helped us raise and guide our young children... now strangers turned childcare providers are caring for our kids.

I could go on... but you get the point.

Back to the cell-phone issue... My big question was can we do without this modern day luxury that is now viewed as a need?? Is it possible in the 21st century to forfeit something that we have created the construct of necessity for?

After all, this is precisely the experiment I did with cable TV 5 years ago. And, yes, we still are cable free... Instead of television, we now play games, go to parks, read books, and nurture our bodies, minds and relationships naturally.

Well, 4 weeks is a far cry from 5 years... but, we are on week 4 of no cell phones and I don't miss it (other than the Long Distance calling). I miss calling my mom anytime. Especially since I can't just hop in the car and drive to her house... she lives 3 hours away.

Of course my IT hubby is probably going insane. He has had phones attached to the hip for years... I would think not being at the beckon call of others would be refreshing to him. He says he misses not being in touch with me and the girls. That is valid. If there is an emergency we are no longer connected like we were with the phone.

I presume that that is our biggest hurdle. What if Sahara gets lost in a crowd or what if there is an emergency when we are in the community... what do I do?

And now that we are in the height of tween-dom with Emily, we have promised her that when we order our new phones, she is to get her own. Not because we want her to be hip, but for the same reasons I think we need one. Remember the dime our mothers used to give us when we went out with our friends, "If you need anything call me!"

Have you noticed phone booths are a thing of the past?

So, I am on the line... now pun intended. Do we go another 4 weeks of my experiment or do we bite the bullet of the industrialization age and buy the new phones and plans.?

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Oil Spill, Meditation and Eradication

The oil spill in the Gulf of Mexico is going to impact our planet, children and grandchildren, ecology, economy, etc. for centuries to come... that is if we survive it at all!! I watch videos, view pictures and read story after story; and my heart aches for our planet and mankind. I can’t help but worry about what devastation this will behind. I pray, but I am not sure that is enough.

I try not to focus on the obvious detriment of the situation. I firmly believe in the law of attraction and know my thoughts can and do create my reality. So, I try to meditate and focus on purified waters, a healthy marine habitat and a repaired oil tank. I figure that if the scientists and engineers who are armed with technology cannot fix the massive oil rig tank, then surely our thoughts can.

Well, I have to admit that is even hard for me to ascertain. I try, but I keep returning to thoughts of destruction and greed. I cannot help but to beg the power and money hungry individuals in charge to get off their duff and do something about this before it kills not only the planet, but the people who inhabit her too!! Stop defending Big Oil and take action!!

I feel like my pleas are met on deaf ears. I contemplate that if the powers to be can make vulgar statements about the oil spill and not take proper action to remedy the situation, and then it is very possible that the same greedy bastards could be making vulgar statements to discredit concerned parents and deny vaccine injury while continuing to pump that toxicity into our bodies? Sadly, this makes me feel validated. Sadly, this is probably close to the truth.

We live in a corrupt society where money and power make us do things that are incomprehensible. We turn the cheek when it doesn’t directly affect us or when we are seemingly removed. But, I have to say that we are not removed from either of these scenarios. Our children are being vaccine damaged as well as poisoned by toxins and pesticides in their foods as well as in their toys. Just this week alone 2 children’s items were recalled for containing cadmium… Miley Cyrus brand Jewelry at Walmart and Shrek glassware at Mc Donald’s.

And yet, we think it to be so farfetched that vaccines might contain harmful ingredients? Another story surfaced this week about a congressional committee that is investigating what they are calling a ‘phantom recall’ on Johnson and Johnson division, Mc Neil’s, Motrin. Apparently, the company outsourced contractors to have individuals go into stores and buy the entire product on the shelf to prevent a nationwide recall.

There are some tainted business practices occurring and it is mankind that is paying. Of course, Sarah Palin would like to blame the ‘Radical Environmentalists’ for the recent Oil Spill, but we know better. It is a world full of greed and this too shall bite us in the ass. This spill will effect far more than the Gulf. It will affect the entire mother earth and her inhabitants. You know I think she will survive… but not without causalities. Mankind has been eradicated before, and we are not too far from it again. We are but a mere virus on her and her immune system is about to eliminate us.

I pray that I am wrong for our sake, for our children's sake, and for the sake of this planet that gives us life.

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A Checker, A Cough and A Deal With GOD!

COUGH COUGH COUGH

Me: “Sahara, did you swallow a checker?”

S: “A Checker?”

Me: “Sahara, Did you eat one?”

S: “Yes”

Me: “You ate one?”

S: “No”

Me: “Sahara did you eat this?”

S: No response

Me: “Look at me…. Did you eat this?”

S: “Eat this?”

Me: “Is the checker in you?”

COUGH ***GAG*** COUGH

Me: “Honey are you okay?”

S: Points to mouth then to the checkers

Me: “Is there one in there?”

S: “No eat.”

If you have ever tried to get concrete information from a child diagnosed with autism compromised by a severe speech and communication delay, you know just how frustrating (almost on the brink of infuriation) that this type of a scenario can be. You don’t know if the speech you are hearing is echolalia or if the gesturing is part of a game or if it is telling you something.

You feel your energy begin to swirl… faster and faster into a panic. You lose your thoughts to your fears… and cannot think straight. You can’t remember if you heard a cough earlier that day and your mind can only embrace the worse possible outcome.

On the ride to the hospital emergency room, the silence is broken by this gaspy cough… then all is quiet again. It is a busy night in the ER! You register and sit down wishing that no one else was in your midst, certainly all the other parents are thinking the same thought; begging in their mind for their child’s aliment to be more important than the next to get the care they need first.

After an hour, you get called into triage. The nurse is annoyed because she has had to print out a third wrist band for your child and because of the sensory issues you know it won’t be the last. You say you will keep it on your wrist, but are quickly put into place and told it has to be on her body. Your relief of being in triage is quickly replaced with exasperation when the nurse redirects you back to the waiting area.

As you sit there you can identify with the other parents; all emotionally tired and frustrated. Suddenly you see a man come into the ER entrance with a gunshot wound. Whispers are contagious among the parents. You sit there with the fresh images of raw flesh held up in the air with a bullet wound dripping in crimson red. You unsuccessfully try to ground yourself.

The kids have to go to the bathroom, but the policewoman redirects you to a long corridor; they are guarding the gunshot victim and interrogating people at the bathroom entrance. You try to explain what is happening, but your kids have no clue what the word ‘gang’ means and have a difficult time following any explanation.

In the bathroom, your child begins this unnerving whine… you forgot to grab her special towel that she uses to wipe herself after going potty at the house. Her sensory issues are becoming even more agitated. You begin to doubt your decision to drag the whole family to the ER… it has been 2 hours since she supposedly swallowed the foreign object and she seems fine (fine, that is, other than this hoarse cough).

You wait awhile longer, and then they call you to a treatment. One nurse, a resident and a fellow later you are told they are going to do chest and abdominal x-rays. However, it is explained that the plastic checker will not show up on a film, so they are just looking at the integrity of the lungs, esophagus and abdomen. You agree to do the x-rays and are directed to another wing where you wait another 30 minutes.

You are relieved that your child is pretty cooperative for the x-rays as you stand next to her in a heavy lead apron. You wonder if the gown was comforting to her and as she seems to melt into the cold glass x-ray table. Back to the waiting room, then to the original treatment room and finally at 2:00 am you are told that there was nothing to show concern on the films…. However, that doesn’t mean that there isn’t a checker still in her esophagus. It is thoroughly explained that the concern now is the checker being sucked into her lung if it is indeed lodged into the esophagus. If you suspect this is happening you are instructed to call 911 immediately… this will be notable if she begins gasping of air. You sigh knowing that is the sound of the cough that triggered this whole wild goose chase.

Discharge papers take another 30 minutes to arrive. Your oldest child is overtired and snipping at everyone. The patient’s sensory input is on overdrive and is now pacing the halls and pushing the automatic door buttons. Daddy has an intense look on his face that even makes you shudder and you, well, you have completely shut down. Your family has had it and is exhausted and ready to get home.

The kids fall asleep on the way home. Your child wakes every 20-40 minutes the rest of the night with this hoarse gaspy croupy cough. You don’t dare fall asleep as the fear of suffocation has forced your eyes to stay awake. You are constantly questioning yourself whether it is just a cough or the checker moving.

You are exhausted! You are tired, and I mean not just on a literal level, but on a deeper more profound level. The manifestations of the autism has taken your strength and you lay awake pissed about your plight… thinking about how it would have been easier if your child could just have said whether or not she had swallowed the fucking red checker in the first place.

As you focus on the hoarse breathing of the limp child laying in your arms, you begin to beg for God to make the Autism just go away. You pray for her to find her way out of its grasps so she can have a functional, productive life. You pray for that miracle that will bring your child her speech and functional communication with the morning sun, so you don't have to guess anymore during another crisis.

And in the depth of your quiet heart you pray that she will simply make it to her next birthday;

Then in the recess of your mind you begin to search for the cure that will simply make her 'normal';

Finally, in the seat of your soul, you strike a deal with God that He will simply and miraculously heal your child tonight...

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