Monthly Archive: July 2016

I read a lot.  One of the things I read a lot about is parenting – and inevitably, I end up reading about special needs kids.  None of my kids were technically special needs, other than Sam’s anxiety diagnosis, they are all neuro-typical.  I claimed the special needs label a while ago, because Sam was. …

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This summer is… a little off. Mostly, it’s because of Sam’s injury.  And the fact that we’re down to one car.  There’s a whole lot of sitting and hanging out, netflix and minecraft and cooking and cleaning and laundry, always the laundry.  Sam literally never wants to go do anything – not that he won’t, …

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It’s Saturday night, and we’re all scattered around the living room.  Our living room isn’t that big, so my feet are resting up against Sarah, and I could kick Lilli, Julie and Marc with no effort whatsoever (to be clear, I don’t want to kick them, just pointing out that we don’t have a lot …

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Not a very notable title – but that’s where I am. I work outside of the house very minimally.  Six hours a week – and I’ve got an experienced, Red Cross certified babysitter just hanging around the house for the most part, so she babysits.  Added bonus that Julie goes to camp, so really, it’s …

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Not really.  I mean, he can.  He can see to walk around, and to play outside.  He can play minecraft on the kindle.  He can color.  He can see – but he can’t see television. Harrison invited him over to his house for the upcoming weekend, to play Minecraft on the Wii U – and …

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Julie’s going to tennis camp this summer.  It’s free, and matches perfectly with the hours where I’m at work, and those two reasons alone are enough to make this awesome.  Add in the fact that she’ll get exercise, activity, socialization, and learning a new skill. The only hitch is that she hated it. We started …

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Today’s another huge milestone for you – in a year when you’ve faced more struggles and challenges than I ever wanted for you.  It’s a day when we celebrate all that you are, and all that you will become.  Ten years ago, when you were born, I had no idea how to be a mother …

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Ten years. Sam has always been the child who taught me.  Sammy is the child who pushes me out of my comfort zone, who forces me to dig deep and be the mother he needs.  This year is no exception. I’m finding today to be bittersweet.  It’s his birthday, and I want so much for …

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