Crossing the Line

I haven’t spent much time discussing Amy on this blog, but don’t think she is being neglected. As a matter of fact, she usually commands more of our time than Sam. She CANNOT. BE. STILL. She wants constant interaction and sensory feedback. According to Amy, even coloring is a partner activity. The only time she is not demanding attention is when she is building with Legos. Or, getting into something she should not be. Cue her cute, devilish smile and her sinister laugh.

Amy cape crazy clothes

Amy is amazing and creative and funny and smart and…persistent. Perseverance is her job. If she asks for something once, she asks 50 times. She harasses Sam like it’s her job and she’s a top performer. And, Sam has little patience for it. “AMY – LEAVE ME ALONE” is a constant cry we hear throughout our home (and the neighborhood, no doubt, considering Sam’s volume issues). If we are not on top of it, typically a fight ensues. Screaming, yelling, hitting and punching. Oh, Amy is also ambidextrous, so she gets in twice as many good hits and kicks.

Dan and I assumed being ambidextrous was a strength, but once again we were shocked to learn this is not necessarily the case when dealing with a child with special needs. Through the therapists we became familiar with the term called “crossing the middle line” and in order for Amy’s brain muscles to develop properly, she needs to cross that line.

Let me explain: when coloring, she begins with her left hand, hits the middle part of the piece of paper, then switches to her right hand to finish the remainder of the page. When eating, she will start with her right hand, yet if she wants a green bean on the other side of the plate, she puts the fork in her left hand to eat it. You get the idea.

Amy receives occupational and physical therapy to address this issue. She appears to have better strength and control with her left hand, so we encourage her to be a lefty. She is making great progress and requires few reminders to “put the fork back in your left hand to stab your brother greenbeans.” I have to admit, however, I hope one day she is “able” to use both hands with the same strength and confidence as she does now, although to spread her good, not evil!

FYI – I find this situation ironic considering how much time I spend discouraging Dan from crossing the line.

 

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