Precious got the flu last week. She started getting sick on Sunday night and missed the whole week of school. I work for a wonderful employer and get 5 days of family-related leave a year. Only problem is, that it goes pretty fast between the number of appointments Precious has, along with the fact that…
Category Archives: Developmentally Delayed
He’s a Little Runaway
Regardless of the fact that the title of this post conjures up images of bad eighties Bon Jovi music, Ian is a little runaway. He’s an eloper. He tends to “wander off”. But only at home. Ian has never, ever been content being boxed into one space for too long. He would leave his room…
She Is Their Best Friend
She is their best friend. I see it in their faces, hear it in their play, watch it in the way they fight over the smallest piece of junk, determined that their need to treasure this particular item is deeper than the other. Then, just as easily, one gives in. One notices the tears of…
Family Matters
The way our families accept our children with special needs can make or break our relationship with them. When we had some family in town this weekend, we saw the way we would love our whole family to treat Precious. I hadn’t seen my husband’s cousin Tamara since my wedding almost 11 years ago. DH…
All you need is love…
There are times when I think am I doing right by my son. Is it right that I kept him home to homeschool versus sending him to our public school system? This one doesn’t take long to remember why I did what I did! Our schools system offered three schools to choose from, it was…
Among Construction, Kids Can Surprise Us
Since the day we moved into our home, 3 years ago, I’ve developed a love hate with the basement. I love it because it’s open, bright and enjoyable for a basement. Hate, because…well, it’s a basement and there was an undetermined scent that I would get whiffs of, that no one else seemed to get,…
Make New Friends
When I was expecting my oldest child, I met a bunch of other mothers through pre-natal fitness classes. After he was born, I met some more at a weekly well-baby clinic where the babies were weighed and the moms chatted while the children hung out on a mat on the floor. All the babies were…
Why I Love it When My Kids Are Sick
Mommies always feel badly when their little ones are sick. Even when they aren’t so little anymore, it’s natural to feel badly when you have a child who’s under the weather. And while I feel helpless and sad that my boys don’t feel well, I have a little confession to make: I secretly enjoy it…
Bragging Rights
This year my oldest daughter entered high school. The school had several orientation meetings for parents and students about what they could expect in the upcoming years. At the beginning of these meetings the principal would get up and say a few words about the school’s academic record and how well the students have done…
Bedside Manner
Some doctors have it and some don’t. Good bedside manner. Some examples of bad bedside manner. Calling all parents ‘Mom’ and ‘Dad’. Asking “Do you have anymore questions?” with one hand on the doorknob and with your body turning to leave. Using overly medical terminology. Acting cold and disinterested. Not treating my child like a…