Product review: Bilibo

I’d heard of this nifty little sensory gadget called a Bilibo.  Apparently kids can sit in it, spin in it, use it as a helmet….the possibilities are endless!  While I was not sure if my kids would actually utilize it in so many ways, I thought the spinning at least would be appealing to my youngest two, both of whom love to spin.

We got the kids a green bilibo for Christmas.  On Christmas morning, they seemed a bit perplexed by this oddly shaped green plastic thingy.  They basically tossed it aside in favor of flashier presents.  Yet, as Christmas break wore on, they started playing with the Bilibo more and more.  Fights ensued when one sibling was taking too long of a turn with the Bilibo.  They were really loving this thing!  I was kind of amazed.

I made an ISO (in search of) post in the local swap groups to search for more Bilibos.  I hit the jackpot when a sweet lady responded that she had a pink and a blue one she would sell me for a very reasonable price.  Coincidentally, she has a child on the spectrum too.  🙂

So, now we have a Bilibo for each child: pink for Juliette (duh!), blue for Lennon, and green for Baby Roland.

They play with them – no joke – every single day.  When they get home from school each day, Juliette will exclaim, “Let’s play Bilibos (which she pronounces like ‘billy-balls’)!”  The novelty of these things is not wearing off – if anything, it is increasing as they come up with new ways to play with them.

The old standby is sitting in them and spinning in circles on our dining room floor – it’s good, shrieking fun!  Yesterday they discovered they can each stand in a Bilibo, hold each other’s hands, and dance, almost like a “doing the twist” kind of dance together.  The Bilibo has indeed been a helmet.  It’s also been a giant bowl when they were “making cupcakes.”  They’ve even taken them in the bath and pretended they were little, individual bathtubs.

I was skeptical, but honestly, these things are really pretty great!

Here is the Bilibo website:

http://www.bilibo.com/en/enter/default.aspx

We ordered our green one from amazon.  It looks like this blue one is the current best price and it can be shipped free with Amazon Prime:

http://www.amazon.com/Moluk-0004-Bilibo-Blue/dp/B000UEQI1G/ref=sr_1_1?s=toys-and-games&ie=UTF8&qid=1422627136&sr=1-1&keywords=bilibo

Here’s my babies enjoying their Bilibos together!

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Thankful

I love my kids.  I love them genuinely, ferociously, completely, unabashedly.  I love everything about them – even their quirky little autistic traits that others might view as “bad” things.  I love how Juliette can crack herself up with a script.  I love how Roland flaps his chubby little baby hands when he’s happy.  I love how Lennon becomes completely consumed with something he’s interested in.

I love them because of, not in spite of, their differences.

They are amazing little people.  I am grateful to know them.  I am the luckiest mother in the world to have been given these beautiful children.

I love them.

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Done.

I wish I had something poignant to say today, but my brain can barely form a coherent thought.  I’m basically in survival mode.

The holidays can be extremely difficult for those on the spectrum.  I think this year, I had the hardest time out of any of us.

Immediately after Christmas, a stomach flu made the rounds at our house….and I have emetophobia (fear of vomit), so taking care of sick kids causes me intense anxiety.  I not only ended up getting sick myself, but had a panic attack so severe that I had chest pains, couldn’t breathe, had numbness in my arms and legs, and my fingers locked up and I could not move them at all.  I legitimately thought I might be having a heart attack, seizure, or stroke.  Jacob called 911 and I was rushed to the hospital.  It was quite the humbling experience, but nothing a little rest, some IV fluids, and anti-nausea medications couldn’t take care of.  It was encouraging to see my whole family come together to help me in a time of need.  I’m very grateful.  ❤

Between the holidays, illnesses, and the kids being home for two weeks for winter break, I am just….done.  Done with people.  Done with stress.  Done with talking.  I want to crawl into a cave and not come out for at least a day or two.