Tag Archive for God

Team

WestonHat2

I love when blessings blind-side me.  And that God is covering me, while I’m tackling what’s in front of me.  He’s not only part of our parenting team, but He has put a huge team of amazing people around our boys. It’s amazing that only ten months ago, I was alone and lost with a…

Baby’s Heart

babysleeping

At our recent well-baby exam, the pediatrician was listening to my baby’s heart and said she heard a murmur.  Of course I was concerned, but not devastated. With his poor weight gain, we need to be sure his heart is strong.  Our pediatrician has a wonderful relaxed, yet thorough approach, and just wanted to rule…

Brother Therapy

BigGuysLook

I primarily attribute my little big guy’s miraculous progress to ABA.  But I’m sure it’s not the only thing that’s helped him.  In fact, I think there’s something else in his life that pushes him toward excellence.  It forces him to work every waking moment.  He has to think about new concepts, play new games,…

Letter to my Sons (Part 1)

LittleHug

Hello world, this is my first post on the site, and I’m starting with something I’ve been wanting to do for a while… a letter to my sons.  I don’t imagine I’ll ever pass along everything I want to say to them, but this will allow me to break it into smaller, more manageable pieces.…

Expect Joy

MiddleTowel

My son’s diagnosis brought a dark cloud, which seemed to suck the joy out of life.  I selfishly mourned the dreams I had for my children and our family.  I panicked with the loss of control I had over his behavior and our schedule.  His behavior, which to others seems normal for a two-year-old, was…

Special

Quirky

As a kid, I was amazed when a baby was born, and grew into a child and adult, with what seemed to be no problem at all.  I couldn’t wrap my head around how perfectly the body developed in the womb. When I had my first child, I was still in awe.  How did his…

The Start

drowninginpaperBW

I’ve lived a sheltered, “typical” life.  I didn’t know or interact with anyone with disabilities or any special needs, nor was I raised with exceptionally positive attitudes toward those who had them.  When I found out my almost-two-year-old had Autism, I was devastated.  Though I knew my son was still the same person he was…