tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35743239.post4339094592602035117..comments2024-03-16T19:36:23.953-04:00Comments on Of Battered Aspect: MoreDave Hingsburgerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11918601687946534172noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35743239.post-50968010425848987012008-09-17T06:52:00.000-04:002008-09-17T06:52:00.000-04:00Yes, Dave and Lina, this is definately the hardest...Yes, Dave and Lina, this is definately the hardest part of parenting a child with a disability. When am i setting him up for failure by getting him to try something he can't do and damage his self-esteem, and when do I damage his self-esteem by not letting him try something, or let him try a bit longer/harder.<BR/>By the way Dave, i gave you a values blog award. ee http://rollercoasterparenting.blogspot.com/2008/09/awards.htmlHeike Fabighttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06856001856348587649noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35743239.post-26488552310749377132008-09-16T22:27:00.000-04:002008-09-16T22:27:00.000-04:00I love your post today. It gave me a lump in my th...I love your post today. It gave me a lump in my throat and the sting of tears to my eyes. Small victories to some are huge to others. <BR/>Once I bought my daughter a little tool kit that she had been asking for. It came with real working kid sized tools and a wooden tool box that had to be assembled. By the time we got home from the store I was tired and in need of a nap. I told her I would help her put it together when I woke up from my nap. What I really meant was I would do it for her.<BR/>My daughter was sitting at the kitchen table when I got up from my nap and she was grinning from ear to ear. There in front of her on the table was a fully assembled tool kit. She was so proud of herself and I was amazed. The lesson I learned that day has stayed with me all these years. I had assumed that she needed my help and I thought back to all the times when I surely robbed her of the satisfaction of doing it herself. Being Amber's Mom has taught me so much and patience is just one of those things.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35743239.post-12964273459723651032008-09-16T15:21:00.000-04:002008-09-16T15:21:00.000-04:00Cindy,You ask a tough question. I think the line f...Cindy,<BR/><BR/>You ask a tough question. I think the line for me will always be "ask". I will never be angry with someone for asking. And as long as they accept "nope, I want to see if I can do this" as an answer it works pretty well. The best thing, is when someone sticks around for a moment to see if I can pull off my latest stunt (and helps me up when I fail miserably).Wheelinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06734200212865873896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35743239.post-10165314730900949472008-09-16T14:38:00.000-04:002008-09-16T14:38:00.000-04:00My problem would be knowing when help is wanted an...My problem would be knowing when help is wanted and when it is not. I'm not talking about someone refusing help or requesting the opportunity to try it themselves- just those times when you see someone you think could use assistance.<BR/><BR/>When I had 4 young children, I truly appreciated people holding doors open and helping out so I could use my energies for other things.<BR/><BR/>I still hold doors open and reach for things on high shelves - I guess the line between being polite and not challenging someone to try for themselves is very blurry for me.<BR/><BR/>Cindy BAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35743239.post-91794916178931924072008-09-16T12:13:00.000-04:002008-09-16T12:13:00.000-04:00One of my mantras that started at work but has car...One of my mantras that started at work but has carried over into everyday life is, " If you think you have waited long enough...wait somemore"<BR/><BR/>It is truly amazing what you will see!!!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35743239.post-21237478444318527732008-09-16T09:18:00.000-04:002008-09-16T09:18:00.000-04:00To this day, one of the hardest things for me to d...To this day, one of the hardest things for me to do. Not that I don't think I'm patient, but that I will offer help, to friends, to strangers, to the kids....but I'll try harder to remember to wait..just a a few minutes more - that may be the best thing I can do - still one of the hardest.<BR/>What was surprising to me though, is your realization that you can do this. When did you think you no longer could do this? and why not?linahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00675640977094855867noreply@blogger.com