Author Archives: Tiffany

Elastamom is my name and being pulled in all directions and trying to make it all work is my game. I'm trying to do my best as I raise Olivia, 9, who has Cri du Chat syndrome, Gabe, 8, who's wise beyond his years and Matthew, 5, who is as sweet as they come. I love writing my blog, photography and reading!

Tough Things

For whatever reason, I have been thinking about some tough things when it comes to Olivia’s future lately. One of my biggest concerns is who will take care of her if, God forbid, something were to happen to Matt and I. I don’t think my Mom should do it; I want her to enjoy being…

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Alone

Sometimes, on those really bad days/weeks/months, I feel so alone. Even though I’m surrounded by friends and my beloved family, I still feel alone. Nobody understands. Nobody gets me. Nobody feels my pain. It sucks. It hurts. I feel so all alone. I’m so glad this isn’t how it always feels…but man it sucks when…

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Teachers Make All the Difference

Full disclosure: I am a teacher. My husband is a teacher. His Mom, sister and brother-in-law are all teachers. Just so you know that up front. But still…teachers make all the difference, don’t you think? We are blessed to live in a community where the schools are incredible. They are top-notch and so are most…

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My Biggest Secret

I am going to admit something here that I’m not sure I’ve ever told anyone. I’ve been trying really hard this year to feel good enough, to not want to be anything more than I am at this moment, and I feel part of that journey is to let go of all demons. So here…

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Sometimes I Want a Pity Party

I don’t usually want pity. I love my family. I have a great life. There is really no reason for you to pity me. Except. Sometimes when I’m having a bad day, I would really like your pity. I would.  Like when I took the kids to Kohl’s for a quick return and Olivia is…

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It doesn’t matter if she can see or not…

Yes, it’s true. There was an optometrist who examined Olivia when she was 4 months old b/c she wasn’t tracking with her eyes and thought he was the shiz-nit and new everything about everything and told me that…and I quote…”It won’t matter if Olivia can see or not because she will be so profoundly retarded…

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Brothers

From Webster’s Dictionary: broth⋅er  /ˈbrʌðər or, for 9, ˈbrʌðˈɜr/ Show Spelled [bruhth-er or, for 9, bruhth-ur]<br />–noun<br /><br />1.a male offspring having both parents in common with another offspring; a male sibling. From Townsend Family Dictionary Olivia’s Brothers: The perfect, built-in best friend One who provides unconditonal love and support even after you pinch them and…

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Dark and Light

I often talk to new parents (mostly Moms) of children that have been diagnosed with Cri du Chat like Olivia. That’s the whole reason I started this blog. When I first found out Olivia’ diagnosis, there was so much darkness. I couldn’t find my way out. I went on the internet and only found a…

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Words

Words were in stories; words were to be learned and spelled and memorized. Words were in books, descriptive and wonderful and took me to another place in my imagination. I’ve always admired and appreciated words. But not like I do now. I waited almost 6 years to hear words. Beautiful, glorious, magical words. Every Christmas,…

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Flinching No More

I used to flinch every time I heard these phrases come out of some well-meaning person: You’re so lucky! You got your girl! I have all boys. You’re so lucky you have a girl! I love having girls. You are going to LOVE having a girl! I flinched because in my mind, I was thinking…

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