Recovering Noah

You all know that we've been doing biomedical treatment for Noah since he was 19 months old - but he is such a slow responder and we just couldn't figure out why. I mean, it seems we have tried everything and he just doesn't seem to respond as well as other kids. Well, almost three months ago, we sent off for a Nutrigenomic test which takes Noah's DNA and lets us know how his methylation cycle works - which is basically his body's ability to detox. It's actually a bit more scientific than that, but I have a hard time getting my head around it all, so that's the easiest way for me to understand it. Anyway, we got the results back last week: 1 page of results and 78 pages of explanation. Now you know what I've been doing this past week. I still don't understand it all, but basically the methylation cycle has a long way route and if it's compromised, then you take a short cut. Well, Noah's long way is compromised and so is the shortcut - which m

I cannot believe Noah's first week of school already came and went. Okay, so it wasn't as bad as I thought. He didn't scream or cry and I didn't have to hold him up by one arm and drag him into the building. Oh no. Just the opposite. He practically broke free from the amazingly tight grip I had on his little hand and ran down the halls. He LOVES school - and I'm not quite sure how I feel about it. On his second day, he actually broke free from me and ran to his teacher and started shrieking with delight... leaving poor Mommy standing in the wings like a 12 year old girl at her first middle school dance. And on Friday, I finally got the nerve up to drop him off at the front of the school and let his teacher's aide walk him in to school while I sat in the car all teary-eyed and hyperventilating. (Okay, so that's a slight embellishment, but I did feel like my heart was going to come out of my chest). He was soooooo excited. He was practically dancing on the sid

I know I should wait to write a blog entry... I'm so tired and feel very depressed and so I'm sure I'm just going to moan and lament - but I haven't updated in a week, so thought I'd better write. Noah is not sleeping again. I don't understand what's going on. For two weeks he slept 12-14 hours a day and his shrieking decreased by 90%. But for the last week, he's getting worse and worse. Thursday night, he did not go to bed until 6:30 am. Yeah - you read right. 6:30!! And he went to bed last night at 9:00 and has been up since 2:30 - shrieking. He shrieked for 3 1/2 hours straight. I'm about to pull my hair out. And he starts school today. We have to leave in a little over an hour and guess what? Oh yeah. He went back to sleep about 10 minutes ago. This is just nuts. I am trying so hard to figure out what is causing this. This is just back to where we were in TN. So.. .we did pull the carpet up and put down new floor. We got the lock-in, no-glue wood

Can you believe it? I'm actually posting two days in a row. That goes to show you what a good nights sleep will do for you! :-) Thank goodness Noah's sleep patterns have continued and he is now sleeping about 12 hours a night. I cannot begin to explain how wonderful that feels! I think most of you know that my brother Mark and his wife Beth adopted a baby girl at the end of May. Her name is Alaina and she's 4 1/2 months old. Man, she is the most beautiful little baby girl in the world. She's gorgeous! Well, she was sitting in her infant carrier on the kitchen bar and Noah was perched on the bar, too, with me sitting in front of him and I said, "Noah, where's the baby?" and he actually turned around and looked at Alaina. Well, we were stunned! So we asked him again and again and each time he turned around and looked at Alaina. We didn't even know that he knew what a baby was! I mean, we didn't even know that concept even existed in his head. A few m

Okay, there's good news and bad news.... The good news is that Mom and Dad have let us temporarily move back in with them. The bad news is that we've had to temporarily move back in with Mom and Dad. Oh, where to begin. Okay. First of all, we LOVE our new house. It is awesome and beautiful and so peaceful. The problem is that we had NO idea that the previous occupant was a smoker. And we're still racking our heads over how we missed that oh-so-important detail. I'm really sensitive to cigarette smoke and can usually detect it, but I didn't smell a thing when we viewed the house. There were no ashtrays, no cigarette butts, no smell. The lady who owned the house was always present at the viewing and sprayed it heavily with a citrus spray when we came. We thought she was just being conscientious or something. Well, when we opened the doors to move our furniture in (after the house had been empty and shut up for several days) the smell of cigarette smoke pretty much ch

It's been soooo long since I last posted, hasn't it? So much has happened that I don't know where to begin. Well, after posting about my greatest day ever a few weeks ago, Noah slept 3 hours that night and started shrieking nonstop from 3:00 am on. He basically reverted back to his old self where he just shrieked and stayed up constantly. Sim came on the 17th and after a few days we decided to give Noah a break and go back home. We tried everything we could to get the apartment straightened out. Honestly. We've been working on trying to figure out the problem from the moment we first stepped foot into it - b/c Noah was fine until we moved. So, Sim brought his EMF meter with him to TN and the apartment was so high in EMF's. We couldn't get them down. And then, during the last week we were there, Noah's foot baths started smelling of bleach. I mean, I got a splitting headache from the smell. So Sim talked to our neighbor (whose mom had lived in the apartment b