August 26, 2012
Things I Say on a DAILY Basis
Don't eat the books.
We don't play in the garbage.
Don't eat the shoes.
Stop eating the toilet paper.
Stop spitting and wiping it all over your face.
Stop licking the window.
Don't put your hand in your poop!
Get out of the toilet.
Don't eat the rock.
No standing on the dishwasher door.
Why do your fingers stink?
Let me pick that boogie!
What do you say to your kids on a daily basis that you never thought you would ever say?
August 18, 2012
Another First Haircut
August 14, 2012
Reconsidering an Experts Information
A few days after Rachel was born we met with Dr. Chad (yes, Dr. Chad) the geneticist. In going over information about Down syndrome, he explained how the minds of people with Down syndrome work. Imagine you go to a building every day and you use the elevator every time but one day there is a fire. You would know to find the stairs. He explained that unless a person with Ds was shown the stairs in that particular building, they wouldn't know that there were stairs in the building to use even if they knew of stairs in a different building. They wouldn't be able to connect the two together - if there are stairs in one building, there must be stairs in another building. I don't know why this explanation has stuck with me for these last 3 years but it has. I always thought that was "the truth", a given in the development of my Rachel.
This weekend we were in the backyard. We got Rachel and Charlie a used play house for outside. In this play house is a very crude kitchen that consists of a small plastic faucet and a sticker for a stove burner. As I was standing near it, Rachel got my attention, pointed to the faucet and proceeded to sign "wash hands" and "water." I was thrilled! At first because she initiate signing which she is slowly becoming better about but then my mind flashed back to Dr. Chad and his explanation. If what he said was "the truth", then how would Rachel know what that facet was? How would she know if I hadn't shown it to her and told her what it was and if it didn't have water coming out of it? How did her mind connect the real faucet from our house to a cruddy plastic faucet in a small play house?
Everyone always says that doctors don't know everything, and I believe that and have said that, but for some reason I let this one explanation from one doctor be "the truth" so far in Rachel's life. I am now moved to my core by how blindly I let myself be led into believing that. Thank you Rachel for reminding me of the real "truth". That you are your own person and no one, even a doctor, can tell me what to expect from you. I just need to keep setting my expectations high because I know you will meet them.
This weekend we were in the backyard. We got Rachel and Charlie a used play house for outside. In this play house is a very crude kitchen that consists of a small plastic faucet and a sticker for a stove burner. As I was standing near it, Rachel got my attention, pointed to the faucet and proceeded to sign "wash hands" and "water." I was thrilled! At first because she initiate signing which she is slowly becoming better about but then my mind flashed back to Dr. Chad and his explanation. If what he said was "the truth", then how would Rachel know what that facet was? How would she know if I hadn't shown it to her and told her what it was and if it didn't have water coming out of it? How did her mind connect the real faucet from our house to a cruddy plastic faucet in a small play house?
Everyone always says that doctors don't know everything, and I believe that and have said that, but for some reason I let this one explanation from one doctor be "the truth" so far in Rachel's life. I am now moved to my core by how blindly I let myself be led into believing that. Thank you Rachel for reminding me of the real "truth". That you are your own person and no one, even a doctor, can tell me what to expect from you. I just need to keep setting my expectations high because I know you will meet them.
August 12, 2012
One Year
One year ago today, an 8 pound boy came screaming blood murder as he entered into this world.
We had a very rough first 6 months but little by little each day got better. Charlie, you are now a joyful part of our lives and I can't imagine it without you. I hope you keep your sweet demeanor as you grow because that is the best thing about you. Happy birthday booger boy!
We had a very rough first 6 months but little by little each day got better. Charlie, you are now a joyful part of our lives and I can't imagine it without you. I hope you keep your sweet demeanor as you grow because that is the best thing about you. Happy birthday booger boy!
August 1, 2012
NDSC Convention
My trip to the NDSC convention in DC was fantastic! My only complaint? I wasn't there long enough. I wanted to hang out with my friends but the need to actually attend the convention gave only a little time for that.
I learned a ton of stuff about speech and ways to help Rachel. I listened to some absolutely wonderful self-advocates. I danced like I haven't danced in YEARS!
I am already planning on going to the one next year in Denver. Aimee said we could all sleep on her floor. ;) Who's with me?!
| Two of my favorite people, Korey and Lauri Lyn, from my old town of Greensboro, NC |
| Aimee, Piper and Addy from the famous Aimee's Bowl of Cherries |
I am already planning on going to the one next year in Denver. Aimee said we could all sleep on her floor. ;) Who's with me?!
July 23, 2012
Ice Cream
Yesterday I was going to sit down and write about the NDSC convention that I attended in DC. Instead, I made a trip to Target to pick up some food items that were needed until next payday. I got some yogurt, fruit, cereal, baby food, wipes and puffs. I really wanted some ice cream but we are on a limited budget and I only had a certain amount I was able to spend. Ice cream is not a "need" item so I saved it for last to see if I would be able to get it. As the target cashier scanned my items, she saw the ice cream, looked up at me and asked, "Weren't you here before trying to buy ice cream?". Yes, it's true, a couple weeks before I was in the same predicament. I told her that I was and unfortunately it looked like I wasn't going to be able to get the ice cream this time either. A man who was in line behind me interjected, "Why can't you get that ice cream?". I told him I didn't have the money for it. He said, "No, you are getting that ice cream. Just think of this as your blessing. Who knows what that ice cream will inspire." I stood there dumbfounded. I think I said thank you about three times before gathering my groceries and leaving the store. That small gesture has stuck with me for a day now. I don't know when I will be able to, but I will pass along that random act of kindness. I hope I will be able to give someone else "ice cream" when they really need it.
July 15, 2012
11 Months
Charlie is 11 months old. He no longer looks like a baby in his monthly photo. I'm so excited to be celebrating his first birthday soon. It's crazy how much has happened in a year and yet how quickly it's flown by. He is walking like a pro and is even trying to scale furniture and the fridge! He knows when he's not supposed to be chewing our shoes and grins at us while keeping a firm hold on them if we try to take them away. He is strong! He loves laying on pillows and putting a towel or blanket over his head. He's the biggest goober we know and we love him. One more month bubby.
July 5, 2012
June 27, 2012
The Problem With Walking...
Poor little guy is ok but I'm expecting a nasty bruise to surface.
June 24, 2012
BUDS at the Botanical Gardens
The BUDS (Bringing Up Down Syndrome) group here in Huntsville had a group outing to one of our favorite place on Saturday, the Huntsville Botanical Gardens. Thank goodness we met before noon because it turned out to be a blistering day! I think everyone had a good time and I know we'll be back several more times before summer is over.
| trying to get a rock out of charlie's mouth |
| taking a break and eating some fish |
| stephen and charlie |
| rachel and her friend are ready to go |
| me and my little red-headed boy |
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