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New Book Release – Sharing Stories on Our Autism Journey


June is a great month. It official marks summer break from school, as well as the first day of Summer. It is also my birth month, which is why I decided to publish The Road I’ve Traveled on my birthday.

The Road I’ve Traveled is now available for pre-order on Amazon. Its official release date will be on the 19th of June.

I absolutely love the cover. The anchor represents my time in the Navy. The color blue represents my love of the ocean, as well as autism awareness.

The Road Ive Traveled

The Road I’ve Traveled is a compilation of poems and short stories Jennifer wrote during moments of her life where she felt the need to get it all out. She writes about being in the Navy during the tragedies of 9/11, having to deploy to New York where she and her shipmates stayed in New York’s harbor for three weeks, guarding the coastline in hopes of preventing any further attacks.

She writes about loss, love, heartbreak, family. You can see the fondness she had for her grandfather as she includes a heartfelt eulogy she had written moments after his passing.

She also writes about being a single mom, as well as a mom to a child who is on the autism spectrum. The journey they have endured together has been bumpy, but they continue to plow through life, learning about autism and sensory processing disorder as they go.

You can find all of my books, recently published and upcoming, under my name and my pen name, posted on my website: www.twistedcrowpress.com/books
Or, you can find them on Amazon:
For all books published under my name, Jennifer N. Adams on Amazon, click here.
For all books published under my pen name, J. Raven Wilde on Amazon, click here.
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A happy report of being accident free


Due to my daughter’s autism, potty training has been a major challenge for her and I. I had the difficult time getting her to transition from diaper to pull-up, then an even harder time getting her to transition from pull-up to panties. It’s a sensory thing, plus it’s an autism thing. Change is something a child with autism can’t handle. Then the sensory part, well, the pull-up feels way different than the diaper. The panties feel even funnier than the pull-up. it’s just uncomfortable, which can also lead to meltdowns and stress, mostly for her. I have a lot of patience with her.

It took a lot of bribing and coaxing to get her to switch over, but she did. It cost quite a bit of stickers and some M&Ms, but whatever helped.

Imagine, if you will, the feeling of a scouring pad being pulled ever so lightly against your skin. I know it sounds a bit awkward describing it this way, but this is how some things feel to someone with autism, especially someone with a sensory disorder. It is definitely an unnatural feeling, yet that’s what they experience. I had gotten her a cute little Red Sox jersey. She loves it, except she can’t wear it without having a regular t-shirt underneath the jersey. The jersey on her skin feels uncomfortable. Like wearing a wool sweater without having a t-shirt underneath it. So, not only is the change in going from diaper, to pull-up, to panties hard for her, it takes some time for her to get accustomed to the new feelings of each item.

Next came the success of actually going in the potty, which took a few years. When she was one, I had purchased a little pink princess potty, to which she loved, though she would rather look at it, than she would sit on it. It chimed each time you would push it’s little jeweled lever, which was supposed to resemble flushing the potty, but it was more of a cute little accessory that was only for looks. She found it rather amusing and giggled each time it chimed, that she would sit in the floor and continuously push the lever down.

She still wouldn’t sit on it. I continued to try though.

Perseverance.

For the past several months, her teachers at daycare and I have been working with her on using the potty, the real one, as well as wearing panties. I would take her to school wearing panties, but had to make sure she had a few pairs of pants, panties, socks, and another pair of shoes, sometimes I would slip an extra shirt in there, as there’s been times where it was needed too. Oh, yeah, she peed all the way down her legs, soiling everything, including her shoes.

No matter how many times we took her and placed her on the potty, she would still have an accident. It was just a continued work in progress. Yesterday, however, something changed. She actually went the entire day without wearing a pull-up and without having an accident. I couldn’t be more happier for my baby girl! Although, she still has to be taken to the bathroom, I’m sure it won’t be long now before she begins to start taking herself when she feels nature calling, before nature does call.

Next on the list is for her to successful do number two in the potty, instead of holding it. Since she started wearing panties, she’s been holding number two until she can’t hold it any more and has an accident.

Small steps, still lead to great successes!

One Word Photo Challenge: Rainbow


I love rainbows. Just something about a bow of bright colors magically appearing high in the sky after a storm. It stands out in its unique way across a dark blue sky, causing almost everyone to notice it. They make me smile and feel like a giddy child as I think back to stories from my childhood of the pot-o-gold at the end of the rainbow or the one about Noah and the Ark.
Here are a few pictures I have taken of some rainbows. Enjoy! And may you have a blessed day! 🙂
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For anyone wishing to partake in the photo challenge, or to see next weeks challenge, please check out this blog: http://jennifernicholewells.com/2014/07/15/one-word-photo-challenge-rainbow/

Miss Spider where have you gone


When I was about eight or nine I was bitten by a spider. The only part I remember was waking up in a hospital bed with wires attached to me, my mom sitting next to me in a chair.

I look over and her eyes catches mine. “What happened?” I ask, my voice cracks as my throat is dry.

“The doctor says you were bit by a spider,” she replies with a tired look.

I don’t remember anything else of that day, nor what type of spider it was, but I do know that it had given me a fear of them. As the years had progressed I have curiously read about spiders and have come to respect them. Well, mostly. A spider indoors becomes a dead one, but a spider outside is well left alone.

A few weeks ago I’ve noticed a web building spider, the size of a nickel, right outside the door as I gone to get the morning paper. I curiously stopped to look at her. The size of her web was ghastly in size, reaching from the porch, to our wheelchair ramp; so about three and a half feet in diameter. It glistened in the sunlight as the breeze moved it ever so gently. She was sitting in the center of the web, her legs pulled tightly into her, as if she’s sleeping. She isn’t a widow or a spider I could identify right away. I was mesmerized though.

I would greet her every morning as I passed by her, as if we were old friends, even though it’s a one way conversation. When I returned from class she would be gone, along with her beautiful web. The other day I happened to catch her as she was moving to her hiding spot. She wasn’t the size of a nickel as I thought, but bigger than the size of a quarter.

Yesterday, I went outside to get the morning paper and I noticed Miss Spider wasn’t anywhere to be seen. I looked all around the porch area for her, curious where she might have gone. This morning, again, she wasn’t there. I asked my grandmother if she had seen the big spider outside or if she killed it. She laughed at me and said no. She knows I have a fear of spiders, hence the reason why she laughed at me.

The only reason why I don’t kill spiders while they’re outside is that they have a part in the cycle of life. They kill bugs, especially mosquitos. Mosquitos carry diseases. And Miss Spider had set her web in a perfect spot, right near our door to our house. So I welcome her to catch every little bug that comes this way. Hopefully she’s still around.