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The Tics are Completely, 100% Gone…

…because Stink is on a trip. Yes, my big sixth grader got on a plane yesterday with his class to hike the Grand Canyon and go on an archaeological dig. Not a bad scenario for a public school, eh? The most exploring I ever did in sixth grade was to go from one window of paned glass to the next for Stations of the Cross in our Catholic church. I’m thinking Stink is going to have a lot more fun and not even have to deal with incense. (Lucky bastard.)

Update on Tics

In case any of you are irritated at my false proclamation in the title, I will give you some hope that his tics have been dramatically reduced regardless of the Taurine being eliminated. I believe that the magnesium citrate and the NAC are our miracle workers. Frankly, I think it’s mostly the magnesium and not the NAC but I’m not willing to take that chance right now. I’ll do a supplement post next, but for now, I just want to talk about my 12-year-old. Why? Because he’s 12. And it is going by so fast. As I said in my post for my publishing company, Armonia, I only have 5 Christmases left with this kid.

Five.

That’s astounding. How many times have complained to him, “Put away your Wii system when you’re done with it!”

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“Really? Do I have to remind you again that the table is for eating, not for your gaming obsessions?”

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“Um, the chargers and the homework and the key chains and the Disney pins…can you please put them away?””

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And yet, now that he is gone, and I have a perfectly clean dining room, my heart is heavy. How I miss his banter! I am longing to wrap him in my arms again and run my fingers through his muppet mop beautiful curls only to have him scold me, “Mooooom, don’t touch the hair!”

Somehow, this kid has gone from this…

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To this…

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And while I’m lucky enough that he’ll still cuddle with me there will be a time when he’d rather be with his girlfriend. (His type, by the way? Asian girls.)

Me: “Why Asian?

Him: “I like their long, straight hair. And they are so tiny.”

Me: “Yes, and you are estimated to be 6 foot NINE. That’s quite a height difference between you and future girlfriend.”

Him: “It’ll be fun. I can carry her around.”

Me: “Like a doll?”

Him: “Sure, Mom. Like a doll.”

I can’t say that anything out of his mouth these days surprises me. He is unique and opinionated. He knows who he is. That’s more than I can say about myself when I was 12, and I didn’t tic.

Moms, this is your daily reminder that our kids’ souls and spirits far outweigh their tics. Hug that little ticker today, because one day they will be trading in their Thomas the Train suitcase for a carry-on and flying to another state without you.

And, like me, I’m thinking you’ll miss them like crazy.

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May your attitude today be like my refrigerator: messy with joy and gratitude for the blessings you have in your life.

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Until next time,

May God grant you the serenity to accept the tics you can’t change, change the tics you can, and have the wisdom to know the difference.

Andrea

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About Andrea Frazer

Find me at www.happilytickedoff.com! I'm a produced television, magazine, newspaper and national blog writer available for freelance writing in the areas of faith, parenting, lifestyle and healthcare. In addition to ghostwriting and content creation, I am proud to be publishing my first book. Called "Happily Ticked Off," it is a humorous mom-moir about raising a son with Tourette Syndrome. I can best be described as Erma Bombeck meets Nora Ephron. I live to connect with others through writing, authenticity and just a wee bit of sass.

3 responses »

  1. Sabrina Free

    Love this!!!!

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  2. Farmer Stacey

    Hi Andrea. Just checking in. Now that my little guy is a sometime ticker, I think I will be lurking here more, and not just to read about your crazy city life, either. We have been using magnesium citrate for Sam, too, in the powder form. I have been taking it myself for a number of years to help me sleep better. We actually give it to all our littles every night that we can remember to, and they all seem to sleep better, fret less, pee the bed less, and generally bother me less during the dark hours of the night. I wish we had known about it when our oldest two were little. I suspect it would have cut down on Dane’s night terrors significantly, and maybe even Asher’s OCD. Have you thought about giving it to your pitbull?

    Going to scroll through your other posts to find out more about the NAC in case it is something I should give to Sam. Sam is doing great at present, but it sure would be nice if we could help ward off the “blinking beacon” before it starts up again.

    So glad your fuzzy boy is back home. Can’t wait to hear how he liked the trip. I hope he didn’t bring back any critters from the canyon hiding in his hair.

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