Life’s a Beach

So today I’ve spent about three hours trying to write.

I’ve written a few paragraphs and then deleted them. That’s not what I wanted to say. Then I wrote a couple sentences and didn’t like those. Out they go.

I’m stymied. I’m stumped. I’m apparently out of words that mean something besides what I’m currently writing. I’ve never been without words. Those that know me, know that to be truer than true. Continue reading

Our Day in the City

Today, the hubster, Jamie, his PCA and I went to our first Twins game in Minneapolis.

It was the best day! We started out our morning as usual. Everyone was rushed, cereal was eaten, kids were delivered to their respective day camps. Joel and I worked for about two hours and then we took the rest of the afternoon off. Continue reading

13 Signs You’re a Mom of a KWSN

There are many things that let us know we have special kids who happen to have special needs.  Since some of our friends and loved ones don’t know a lot of them, I thought I’d give them a little Cliff’s Note into what identifies us.  If you agree with any of these or would like to add more, please let me know in the comment section!  I’d love to hear from you! Continue reading


I’m struggling.  I used to know my beliefs, and I was sure about them.  You know what I mean?  How you’re so sure of everything when you’re younger?  There is no gray; everything is black and white.  It’s either this way or it’s that way.  No middle ground.  I was so sure that God had my back, and I leaned on Him.  I was so sure that everything I read in the Bible was accurate, and exactly God’s Word.  Now, I’m questioning everything.  I feel really bad about that.  But I can’t help it.  (If you’re easily offended, please don’t read anymore.  I don’t mean to cause any offense but this is how I’m feeling at this moment in time.) Continue reading

What Do I Do Now?

Once upon a time, there was a girl who thought all she wanted was to be married to the man of her dreams and have beautiful children. She never thought of much more than that. When folks asked her what she wanted to be when she grew up she replied, “a wife and mother”. Maybe that’s due to the fact that her own childhood wasn’t picture perfect. She didn’t live in a traditional family. She grew up in a “broken home” where her parents were secondary caregivers and her grandmother raised her. Continue reading

Play Group Isn’t Just for Your Kid

For a while now, our family has been part of a play group that is for our kids with special needs and their siblings.  We’ve been going for about 8 months or so.  It’s always on the second Sunday of the month, thus our name: Second Sunday Play Group.  It is this group that is always there for us, and we for them.  It is this group of folks who have made us realize that you can’t bury your head in the sand and hope all of your kids’ issues will just go away.  And it is this group that has shown us that no matter what, there is always something for which to be thankful. 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