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Makaton Monday ~ Dirty

Dirty. I must use/hear this word a hundred times day. Its mere meaning is the source of a lot of tears in our house.

Being dirty is a huge sensory issue for Bruiser. Rewind 2 years and Bruiser wouldn’t do or eat ANYTHING that got him dirty or looked dirty. This included; toast for example, it had to be dried out but not going brown. Chips or nuggets weren’t allowed to take on the golden look in the oven. Everything he ate was (and still is) a pale anaemic looking beige colour. Everytime he ate he liked to know that his food was clean and not hot (another sensory issue)!

Playing out, his bike wheels couldn’t go through puddles or mud, sand was a big no-no as it got in his shoes. Play-doh, baking anything where he had to touch was out of the question.

Those few little things are just a scratch on the surface of the full extent of his issues. Whilst nothing much has changed over the years, thanks to his therapies and our blood, sweat and tears, his tolerance levels are much better. We still have bad bad days but, we have very good days too.

This sign was one of the first ten signs we ever taught Bruiser when he was completely none verbal when he couldnt tell us what was making his life so unbearable some days. This sign means a lot to us all as a family. It was one of the first signs that made a difference.

DIRTY
DIRTY

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Sign/Symbol used with the kind permission of the © The Makaton Charity 2012

For any help or advice in respect of Makaton, please contact the Makaton Charity directly.

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MAKATON MONDAY

 

 

 

ALL READY FOR THE ENGLAND V USA GAME

World Cup Babies

World Cup fever has taken over for the foreseeable future. There is no escaping it now and whilst most women I know hate this time of the football calendar, I love it. I love football. I love being able to watch football practically everyday and I love that I am once again at home for another World Cup :D :D :D

I remember fondly the World Cups of years gone by… 1998, 2002. I was always working and had to catch the matches as and when I could, negotiate time off work for the England matches or take extended lunches.  If I was lucky my bosses brought a TV into work. Whilst this was great fun, I still missed a lot!

World Cup 2006 was different though. I was at home on Maternity Leave. Wriggler was born literally weeks before it began. I got to watch ALL the matches, more often than not with a baby on the boob. Wriggler donned his first England clothes, baby grow, trainers and even watched a whole match without making a fuss! It couldn’t have been anymore perfect.

world cup babies
THE BABY GROW

 

THE TRAINERS
THE TRAINERS

 

THE FIRST MATCH
THE FIRST MATCH

 

Fast forward four years. World Cup 2010. I was on maternity leave again (bonus) and whilst I got to watch all the matches, again with a baby on my boob, I also had a 4yr old that was loving the football fever and got very patriotic!

BRUISER KITTED OUT
BRUISER SPORTING THE T-SHIRT, THE TRAINERS AND THE CAP!

 

WATCHING HIS FIRST FOOTBALL MATCH
THE FIRST MATCH (his eyes didnt leave the screen!)

 

ALL READY FOR THE ENGLAND V USA GAME
ALL READY FOR THE ENGLAND V USA GAME

 

World Cup 2014. This will be the third consecutive World Cup that I’ve been home. The only difference this time is, I haven’t brought a baby into the world.

Its time to get the flags out though (I’m loving all the decorated houses I’ve seen out and about). The boys are donning their new England attire. Okay I know, they’ll be in bed when England play tonight, but they can wear their kits to bed can’t they :)

world cup babies

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My boys are ready, are you? :)

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With a Bit Of Wonder Woman Thrown in For Good Measure

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