Author Archives: Heather P

Heather is a mom of two, wife, and nurse educator doing what she can to save the day! She lives in Orlando where she is routinely spotted driving while singing ABBA--all on a mission to advocate and educate!

The Conversation

Jack had his quarterly visit with Everyone’s Favorite Developmental Psychologist yesterday. A year ago, hearing the words Developmental and Psychologist together made my heart beat fast and my palms sweat. I had this innate fear of her. I had heard stories in the community…that, you know, she was <insert bad connotation here>. Our first visit…

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A Request…

Today, I am asking you to stop what you are doing. Go send your love and thoughts to Tammie… Parker is having his heart cath today. This is big. Bigger than any words I could write here. These are the days when being a SN mom is not so fun.

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No Children Allowed!

Have you read this article yet? (I’ll give you a minute…) I’m infertile. Sometimes, I watch people with babies, and I get extremely jealous. Other times, I watch with sheer joy–because a child means life…the future. Because I cannot have children…that doesn’t mean that I want to avoid them at all costs. Also, I don’t…

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Struggles..

We’re moving. It’s actually, really happening (after 4 years of crying about it!). My husband and I have been married for almost 14 years. This will make our 8th move. We’re professional movers. We have it down to a science. I can pack and unpack a house in record time. Only, this time, I’m struggling!…

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Educating the Medical Community…

So many times, as I’ve said before, we confuse the line between being ugly and being an advocate. Being an advocate is rooted in being educated–therefore, we are then prepared to educate others. Unfortunately, the loud, brash family is also going to get the attention (and they’ll do it claiming advocacy). This is not advancing…

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We’re running away…

I cannot ever plan anything in advance with a kid like Jack. I literally decided Tuesday to go on vacation….today. I have forty-eleven-hundred things crammed in to the back of my car, two screaming kids, my own personal pharmacy, enough Lysol to kill a small country, and a husband who is complaining about not knowing…

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Why Special Needs Dads Rock My Socks Off…

My husband was not thrilled to become a special needs dad. As a matter of fact, the day Jack was diagnosed with cerebral palsy, I almost killed him. We left the doctor’s office, (I) numbly walked to the car…I asked him what he thought? He looked right at me, and said, “We’ll talk later. I’m…

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Pee-new-moan-ya

Jack spent last weekend feeling rough. Spiked a fever, had snot trails following behind him…you know. I took him to the doctor on Monday. Our pediatric practice has 6 physicians. There’s only one who I refuse to see—because I think he’s a self serving, pompous jerk. Guess who was the only one there on Monday?…

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I have it…

…it being–summeritis. It happens every year. At some point in April, I start realizing that school is finally going to be over. And I love that! This week is the end of school for us, and we’re up to our eyeballs in finals, papers, and turning in supplies. I get giddy about summer. Even though…

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This week, I’m the whiner…

It’s true. And I hate, despise, and abhor being the whiner. I’m busy…like really busy. I home school my 11 year old. I take care of Jack and his daily routine of medications, tube feedings, and breathing treatments. I teach two night classes–one of which has a clinical component. For the next 2 weeks I…

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