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Fearfully and wonderfully made
In the past almost 3 months, I’ve learned more about the medical system than I ever cared to know. I know so many procedures, abbreviations, big fancy-smanchy words I never dreamed of knowing. Let alone being able to spell them. This has been intense crash course in life and brought a whole new level to motherhood. But one thing I must admit I hate is the wording medical and non-medical people alike use when describing babies that aren’t ‘typical.’ Words such as wrong, ideal, normal, the dreaded “r” word, and the list could go. There is nothing “wrong” with my littlest man. He is exactly how he was made. He…
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Stranger Things have Happened
For some reason I decided to read through my pregnancy journal yesterday. There were many things I already didn’t remember and one especially stood out for me. It was an entry a couple days before I found out I was expecting N. I was having a reoccurring dream that I called so bizarre. In the dream I was “sort of” blind and dizzy. Say whuuuuttt. I commented on how in the dream I was unable to wake up and be my normal self, that this was my life. I just commented on how weird it was. I still don’t remember having that dream but there must have been something that…
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Welcome to Holland
Welcome to Holland by Emily Perl Kingsley “I am often asked to describe the experience of raising a child with a disability – to try to help people who have not shared that unique experience to understand it, to imagine how it would feel. It’s like this…… When you’re going to have a baby, it’s like planning a fabulous vacation trip – to Italy. You buy a bunch of guide books and make your wonderful plans. The Coliseum. The Michelangelo David. The gondolas in Venice. You may learn some handy phrases in Italian. It’s all very exciting. After months of eager anticipation, the day finally arrives. You pack your bags…
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N’s Birth Story *Long*
“Out on the ocean the ship’s sailing away. I can hardly wait to see you come of age. I guess we’ll just have to be patient. ‘Cause it’s a long way to go. And a hard row to hoe. A long way to go but in the mean time…….Beautiful, Beautiful, Beautiful boy.” – John Lennon Short Version: Friday 1:33AM – Water Breaks at home in bed (Déjà vu for your Dad and me or what?!) Sunday 3:00AM – Woke to the shakes & knew you were going to arrive today. We messaged our doula (L) to let her know my suspicions and went back to bed. 8:34AM – Called L…
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I think I can…I think I can
Today I feel like I can do it. I will be his superMom. Tomorrow may be a different story but today, I feel like it’ll be ok and we can do this.