by Dancing Wombat | Jun 3, 2018 | Behaviour and Communication, Blog, Identity and Belonging, Life Skills, Socialisation
Being with people, not just around people As the oldest of four children, my daughter, in one sense, does not have to face isolation. We can take her out. She has three brothers creating noise around her and even, sometimes, conversation. Organised activities bring...
by Dancing Wombat | Mar 18, 2018 | Behaviour and Communication, Blog, Coping Strategies, Sensory Issues
Recently, I began a new bedtime routine to help my youngest settle better at night. I’m happy to report that the check-in process seems to be mostly working. And thank you to those who suggested products that might help with that process. I’m investigating! Along the...
by Dancing Wombat | Nov 13, 2017 | Achievements, Behaviour and Communication, Blog, Coping Strategies, Family and Community
Living with teens is, to my mind, like an uncertain trek through the ‘Stans’ of the ancient Silk Route – Afghanistan, Pakistan, Uzbekistan, Kyrgyzstan, Turkmenistan, and so on. We often view the ‘Stans’ as metaphors for uncertainty,...
by Dancing Wombat | Sep 1, 2017 | Behaviour and Communication, Blog, Coping Strategies
One of our guinea pigs ran away this afternoon. Guinea pig rescue ops swung into action and the escapee was eventually retrieved, thank goodness. Later reflecting on the search and rescue effort, I realised that it was the perfect metaphor for what one of my children...
by Dancing Wombat | Jun 5, 2017 | Behaviour and Communication, Blog, Coping Strategies, Family and Community
When disaster strikes, we don’t just hear about the tragedy. We also hear survival stories, and and learn of the near misses. The people who would have been on the train, but were delayed. Those who decided at the last minute to take the next flight. Or to wait a bit...
by Dancing Wombat | May 10, 2017 | Behaviour and Communication, Blog, Coping Strategies, Family and Community
The anxiety monster is a terrible beast. It’s nebulous, amorphous, and insidiously destructive. Like fog, it can envelop a person completely, yet when they lash out against it, there’s nothing there. Nothing concrete to grasp. How do you fight what you can’t name? I...
