We're All A Little Broken

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  •  Hope (& Prozac) for the Journey

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    Dena Abramson Babb
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    Last Thursday, we were here. And we were scared and lost and looking for even a glimmer of hope. Today, my husband and I were back at the psychiatrist’s office to discuss his thoughts on diagnosis and treatment. We didn’t actually find out anything we hadn’t already been told or suspected. His diagnosis was confirmation of autism spectrum…

  • Awkward Waiting Room Moments

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    Dena Abramson Babb
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      The waiting room at my son’s psychologist was particularly full this afternoon. I don’t tend to feel like chatting (hello introvert) while I am waiting for his appointment to be over, so while I was aware that several people had come in while we sat there I didn’t actually make eye contact with any…

  • That First Step is Steep

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    Dena Abramson Babb
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    It’s been a little over 24 hours since I took a took that first step of faith and hit publish on the Facebook page that made this blog public to my family, friends, and the world. In that time almost 1500 people have read my thoughts and taken a peek inside our journey. Even more important…

  • This Week’s Mantra

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    Dena Abramson Babb
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    It’s Monday morning. I’m up and moving – and I’d rather not be. Before I even opened my eyes my mind was racing – reviewing the weekend (and trying to figure out what we could have done differently a dozen different times my son was challenged or challenging) and scanning the week ahead for potential…

  • The Lie I Told Today

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    Dena Abramson Babb
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    This is the lie I told this morning at church… In response to the question “How are you today?” – my answer was “fine, thank you.” Or some version of that several dozen times as I greeted different people. I smiled and lied to each of them. The honest answer would have been… “I’m exhausted and…

  • A New Waiting Room

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    Dena Abramson Babb
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    I am writing this post as I sit in a very uncomfortable chair, in the waiting room of an adolescent psychiatrist. This is our first time at his office. My husband and I just spent an hour with him. My son is in with him now. The answers and help we are looking for may…

  • Note to Self…Do As You Say

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    Dena Abramson Babb
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    When I talk to kids about prayer – my own kids or kids in my ministry – I talk about the fact that sometimes God doesn’t answer our prayers in the way we want or expect, and sometimes God doesn’t answer our prayers at all.  Prayer is how we talk to God and build a…

  • Gatorade and Nutella

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    Dena Abramson Babb
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    I have always refrained from using food as a bribe or bargaining tool with my kids. Always. Always is a long time. And always ended today. Tuesday is the day my son has his weekly appointment with the psychologist. We go straight from school, and I keep a selection of snacks for both kids to choose from…

  • To my daughter…

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    Dena Abramson Babb
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    Dear daughter, The other night, following another spectacularly explosive meltdown from your older brother, you said quietly, “I just want the old (brother) back.” So do we sweet girl. And so does he. We know that this bad place he is in right now,  is also incredibly hard on you. You have lost your first…

  • Attitude Adjustment

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    Dena Abramson Babb
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    Several  months back I read an article that suggested having a playlist of music that makes your child happy on hand as a tool for bouncing back from meltdowns. I thought it was a brilliant idea. I started to think about what that playlist should include for my son, and quickly realized that I could…