Head on over to Peace and Quiet for an honest and candid look at life as the mother of a child with a sensory processing disorder. As the mother of one of these special children myself, I wanted to stand and say “me, too!” Here’s an excerpt:
Bath time was horrific. Screaming and thrashing. Often we would end up getting a bath as well, having to step into the shower with him to get him bathed. Then there was the eating of all things not food. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve called poison control. For the record, Desitin won’t kill you.
Go on over there and show her some love. She’s a nice lady and could use a word of encouragement and a little love.