What It’s Really Like When Your Child Has Sensory Processing Disorder

What It’s Really Like When Your Child Has Sensory Processing Disorder

Because sensory issues are an ever-present part of our days.This is what it’s really like when your child has sensory processing disorder. Sensory processing disorder affects my oldest son, all the time. It’s here every day, day in and day out, making my son uncomfortable in his own body, and unable to tolerate so many…

Sensory Activities Around The House: Easy, Practical Solutions
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Sensory Activities Around The House: Easy, Practical Solutions

Easy, practical ways to incorporate sensory activities around the house and into your everyday life.  I first heard the term “sensory diet” three years ago, just before my son was diagnosed with autism and his associated sensory processing disorder. When I read the worksheet the occupational therapist had given me, I felt sick. My first…

Occupational Therapy at Home (DIY Strategies For Helping Your Child)
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Occupational Therapy at Home (DIY Strategies For Helping Your Child)

Because occupational therapy centers around everyday life, it is a natural option to practice occupational therapy at home. Here’s how we do it. The first time my son and I walked into an occupational therapy gym, I had no idea what to expect. He was nine years old and had been struggling for years. Noises…

One Of The Most Difficult Parts Of Sensory Processing Disorder: Bathing
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One Of The Most Difficult Parts Of Sensory Processing Disorder: Bathing

It’s hands down, one of the most difficult parts of my son’s sensory processing disorder: Bathing. My son has never been one for baths. It was evident from the start. When he was just a couple of weeks old, he was admitted to a children’s hospital. He was desperately ill, and no one knew why….

What I Wish I’d Known About My Son’s Sensory Processing Disorder
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What I Wish I’d Known About My Son’s Sensory Processing Disorder

“Momma, I need you to turn off the air conditioner,” my son said as we drove to his appointment. “OK, but why?” I asked, thinking about the 95 degree heat that was sure to make us a sweaty mess, in about three minutes, without the air on. “Because I am eating something crunchy,” he answered,…

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