Head Over Heels for a Blond

Well, it’s true.  I’m completely head over heels in love with a gorgeous blond-a girl, no less.  That girl is a one year old golden retriever and she is absolutely the most amazing thing I have ever seen.  We are a full 6 days into training now.  Fantasy, our new service dog, knows all of the stuff.  She’s just learning to do it for us now.   Continue reading

From One Child to Another

I’ve heard my friends talk a lot about how different it is to go from having only one child to having two or more.  While that’s very true, it’s even more true when your first child has special needs.  To add another child into the mix can be terrifying, exhilarating, and overwhelming.  It also adds more love, laughter, and tears.  You’ve probably heard me say that it took a lot of soul searching, prayers, and conversations to decide to have our daughter.  Our son was born with cerebral palsy, and while he is able to sit on his own, crawl, and now walk, he was not able to for a long time.  He was not walking at 5 years old when we had our daughter.  That’s right; I had a five-year-old son who weighed 45 pounds and I was pregnant and then had a baby in a carrier for a year.  It was hard work to help him so much, when my own body was changing so drastically, and then to have a baby in a carrier on one arm and my big boy on the other should’ve helped Mama to lose the pregnancy weight–but it didn’t.  I digress. Continue reading

Head Over Heels for Our Fantasy Girl!

Our gorgeous service dog

Our gorgeous service dog

See this gorgeous girl?  She’s our new service dog, Fantasy.  Let me just say, she is all that AND a big ole’ bag of chips.  Not some cheap gas station chips either; I’m talking a mylar bag, not plastic, maybe a bag of those super yummy ones from Schlotsky’s or a whole can of Charles Chips (remember those?) but I digress. Continue reading

When The Tigers Come At Night

Okay, true confession time.  I’m struggling.  I’m an avid blog reader and, in case you haven’t seen them, one of the things so many moms are writing right now are these lovely pieces about a particular age in childhood.  What does two or four or seven, etc. mean to them and to their child.  The pieces are beautiful; they’re gorgeous.  I read them and I’m captivated and mesmerized by the moments that these friends of mine are sharing.  I read more by mom’s I don’t know.  They are just lovely and I would never take anything away from that.  However, there’s a piece of me that aches as I read them.   Continue reading

Early Morning Prayer and Worship Time/DeZarn Family Comedy Hour

Prayer time with my minions is a little less this...

Prayer time with my minions is a little less this…

Of course we pray before meals, always have.  However, a long time ago, I decided to carve out a time to pray and spend time with God and my kids.  I thought it was important but I also didn’t want it to feel like punishment or something boring to get through to get to something else.  So, I picked a time that was regular and where they really didn’t have anything else to do.  We pray, recite Bible memory verses, and sing simple worship songs every morning on the way to school (and sometimes they initiate it on other car rides too; which is just fine with me.)  It’s only about 10 minutes but it is regular and genuine and you’d be amazed at how much they have learned in that time over the course of several years.  Plus, they frequently dive into their children’s Bibles to pick the next verse or ask questions later in the day about what they learn in that time.  It’s great!   Continue reading

Hold On, Pain Ends

HOPEToday is Wishful Wednesday and that means that I’ve been sitting here thinking of wishes, listening to my heart.  What’s on my heart today is the struggle we all face as Modified Mamas.  The struggle to be the same people we were before our kids were diagnosed.  That struggle, that pulling at your very being, is so damaging to our psyches.  Most people don’t get it, they don’t understand what it’s like to be us.  But I do.  I know what you’re going through.  I’m there with you.   Continue reading

Enough is Enough for Me

Thankfulness.  It’s something we should all strive for.  If we think we have nothing for which to be thankful, we have a sad life, indeed.  Whenever I start to feel down about something, I try to remind myself of the things I have that are amazing.  For instance, when I feel down about my weight, I think to myself, “Well, I’ve got a nice rack.” Continue reading

Really Cool Product Review: Hidden Rules With Friends

A few months ago, Michelle Roush from Things I Can’t Say (one of my personal favorite blogs,) said that she was looking for some mommy bloggers for kids with special needs to check out some new products and write reviews.  Quick as my little fingers would carry me I hopped on that bandwagon.  Then, about 10 minutes later, I panicked because I thought, “What happens if I hate this product?  What will I say?”  Well, I lucked out because I absolutely LOVE this product and I cannot wait to tell you all about it.

A game for teaching those rules that no one really talks about but that make our kids stick out in a crowd.

The product I was sent, a card game called “Hidden Rules With Friends,” was from a company called Courage to Change.  Courage to Care is attempting to make books, learning and play materials aimed at persons of all ages with learning and/or social and emotional needs.  You should definitely check out the link because they have a ton of really interesting products.  I think I’ve probably blown about half of my home school budget in my mind just browsing! Continue reading

An Open Letter to Mother Nature

Dear Mother Nature:

Sure, she looks nice…

You are the one that so many of us attribute so many things to.  For instance, lots of people believe you control the weather and bring us rain when we need it, snow when we’re looking for a good time during winter, and sunshiny days when we’re down. Since the beginning of time people have held you in high esteem.  Some even holding rituals in your honor.  Some folks believe you’re a lovely fairy, dressed all in green with floaty fairy wings and a wand.  Not me.  I think you’re a *itch. Continue reading