It’s official we started back at therapies…after a year break…under protest but just the same we’re back. Yesterday we had our first visit, Physical Therapy, as we’re in the waiting room my son’s cracking up a at door that opens shuts constantly (first thing in the morning so busy time). He proceeds to then find…
Category Archives: Day In And Day Out
What’s Bugging You?
Jack is totally in to the Backyardigans (in Jack-anese that’s “back-ya-ya-ya”). There’s this episode that he’s fixated on where the Ya-ya-ya’s chase the wormens around the house singing “what’s bugging you, what’s bugging you, do you have a pesky pest?!” Seems there’s pesky pests everywhere these days (Here: we are talking literal and figurative!). In…
The Sand Trap
I met a mom at the park the other day. Somehow I don’t think we’ll be new best friends. It all started when my kids decided to play in the sand area, and I settled in the shade with my book. The child asked if I had brought her bucket and shovel and I told…
A Vacation From Special Needs
Today I’m driving to my mom’s for a week of swimming, museums, movies and play time. This time will be different, though. This time I left “special needs” off my packing list. After laboring over the decision for weeks, my husband gently urged me to choose rest on this vacation. Which means that yesterday, I…
Justification
I’m wondering if I’m the only one in this situation. One of my best friends moved to Toronto recently and on Friday, we (the girls and I) headed on the road to visit her. We hadn’t seen each other since her wedding day 5 years ago! When I’m meeting someone new, or seeing someone I…
The Value of Life.
…”The hard part is trying to answer the questions Walker raises in my mind every time I pick him up, What is the value of a life like his — a life lived in the twilight and often in pain? What is the cost of his life to those around him? … If Walker is…
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…
Not Much to Say
There’s a lot going on over here, but nothing momentous, which is in and of itself kind of momentous. We’re sort of getting used to drama, sadly, so when a significant number of days goes by without any it can almost be unsettling. Enjoy it while it lasts, except you’re dreading when it might end;…
Fear: The Absence of Knowledge
Think about a time you were afraid. Did you later discover that your fear was unfounded? In many cases, our fear can be the absence of knowledge—because lacking information to the contrary, we imagine it worse than the reality.
Hope Comes Through A Hole In My Wall
Anyone else living in a trashed house? I do. It’s the kind where rays of sunshine pour over beautifully painted walls – well, mostly, except for the place where our 8 year old kicked a hole through one in a rage months ago. Or where doors are missing from being slammed through frames. Or where…