The Training Begins.......

Kassidy has started to wear a training bra - well more like a pullover sports bra but for training. I don't know exactly what we are supposed to be training our milk makers to do but....I have been kinda putting this off because with all of Kassidy's sensitivity to clothes issues I figured adding another piece of clothing would just be too much. So we have been throwing the idea around in front of her and we got the usual response - chirping crickets. Then on her first day of school, Kassidy asked me if she could wear her training bra. When I came out of my shock induced coma, I told her sure and we put it on her. She looked down at the twins, grabbed them and shook them, then said, "Hey they do not jiggle anymore!". So I asked her did they jiggle before and she said, "Yes, and it was quite disturbing." Let's hope the first visit from Aunt Flo goes just as well.

Good Autistic Explaination

I stoled this from: http://stimcity.wordpress.com/2011/05/
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There is an empty hanger in my closet. It’s been empty for nearly 5 years. It just hangs there. Waiting to be used again.


I have no recollection of purchasing the garment that came with that hanger. But after researching its origin I have found that apparently such garments are handed out along with your child’s life-changing diagnosis. And there is a No-Return policy. It is two sizes too small and from what I read on the label, I am advised not to stand near an open flame while wearing it.

It is an ugly, tight, 100% itchy faux-wool suit. And I’m wearing it right now.

I am uncomfortable – all of the time. The zipper is broken so I am simply stuck in this suit no matter how hard I try to escape it.

It is very distracting. Because of this damned suit I don’t sleep well unless medicated and quite frankly intimacy cloaked in an itchy wool suit is – well – challenging. Not just with my husband – but my personal relationships with everyone. Sometimes the opportunity for social interaction sends me scurrying for cover because in addition to the insult of wearing this thing, I just feel I cannot handle the onslaught of sensory input involved in being around people. I start to think maybe I simply hate people in general. Let’s face it – sometimes people just suck.

The constant irritation and feeling on-edge affects my concentration and ability to get things done, too. Making a simple plan for dinner seems overwhelming. I have difficulty enjoying the things I used to love before suiting up. Sometimes just being in a moment with my family when things are actually calm and somewhat joyful, I still feel distracted by this scratchy, freaking outfit from hell.

The constant worry of how to manage everything and be prepared for whatever comes next is unbearable to my senses. Being on heightened alert every moment of every day literally makes my skin crawl.

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Try living like that 24/7!

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