Onward And Upward

August 28, 2013 with 6 Comments
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My kid is happy.  Let me rephrase that…  My kid started school a few weeks ago AND he’s happy.  No more anxiety, no stomach aches, no fear, no sadness, no worries.  Just a carefree (and did I mention happy?) nine year old boy who loves school again.  Finally.  Our family is in such a good place right now, I could weep with joy.

Last year was rough.  I want to stuff it all deep into a dusty cardboard box, duct tape the hell out of it and throw it onto our fire pit.  Burn baby burn.  Onward and upward, right?

I am thankful that this year, Jackson is surrounded by people who care about his health and his social and emotional well being.  I know, pretty simple right?  Here’s the thing, kids aren’t stupid.  When people don’t CARE about them, they don’t feel CARED for.  They feel less than and hurt and nervous and worried and anxious and alone.  Do you know what this can do to a child? Do you know how lonely the world can seem when people just don’t give. a. shit?

So do me favor?  Give a shit.  Go OUT OF YOUR WAY to look for those kiddos who need a little extra something… A smile.  A hug.  Attention.  Patience.  Advocacy.  And give it, whatever it is with a heart wide open.  Because it’s the right thing to do.

Thank you to everyone who gives a shit about our family.  Thank you for your kindness.  Thank you for your emails and messages and phone calls.  Thank you for your friendship and support.  From the bottom of my heart, thank you.

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What To Do, What To Do

August 4, 2013 with No Comments
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Where oh where has summer gone?  You know those moms who are ready for their kids to go back to school by the end of June?  Yeah, I’m not one of them.  I’m sad.  I’m depressed.  I do NOT want summer to end.  I love being with my baby boy, who by the way isn’t a baby anymore.

I’ve been thinking about things these past few weeks… Wondering if I want to continue to share our family’s triumphs and tribulations so publicly on this blog.  Chronicling my journey as a wife, mother and child advocate has been challenging.  Believe it or not, I’m a very private person and I’ve made lots of our “stuff” very public here.  I’m not sure how I feel about that anymore.

I do this every single summer you know… purge.  I’ve been cleaning cabinets and closets left and right. I’ve tidied the basement, our filing cabinets and just finished rearranging our medicine chest. Every drawer, nook and cranny is well… tidy.  (5’5″ on down that is.  I’m not responsible for what lies in cupboards or closet spaces taller than me mmmmkay?)

I think it may be time to do the same with my life… purge just a little.  Out with the old and in with the new.  I haven’t quite figured out what it all means yet, but I will.  And when I do, I’ll let you know.

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Baby,You A Song

July 7, 2013 with No Comments
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Dear Jeff,

Baby, you a song.  You make me wanna roll my windows down and cruise.  Nothing better than a corny summer song that makes you want to sing!!  We are SO lucky to have been married in the sweetheart of summer… there are always so many fun songs that make me think of you when I blare the radio in my car in July.  You make my heart sing in all kinds of crazy ways and that’s just the way I like it.  Never, ever a dull moment right?

Um, I just reread last year’s anniversary post.  Nineteen years and counting?  Last year?  Dude, we suck at math.  THIS year is lucky number nineteen, not last year.  I’m so glad we stuck it out aren’t you?  There have been moments over the years… pow, right in the kisser, but mostly it’s been lovely hasn’t it? My heart is filled with joy thinking about our happy life together.

Baby, you are indeed a song.  You are sweet music to my ears and the skip in my step.  I love you and always will.


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We are busy enjoying life here.  I’m spending lots of time with my boy watching him laugh big, stress free belly laughs.  I could count the freckles on his nose if he’d stand still for just one second, but it seems like he’s always jumping.

No school = no stress.  (Because a nine year old should really be stressed at school right?)  No more daily stomachaches or headaches.  No more worries about his food allergies and what people might think or say or do.  Sigh.  We had no idea how much stress Jackson was really feeling until he came home on the last day of school, went into his art room and came out an hour later with an amazingly well written essay about how difficult it was dealing with his food allergies at school this year.  Double sigh.  I’ll save that for another blog post my friends, when I’m oh… a little less angry ‘mmmkay?

For now, Jackson is doing lots of this…


…jumping on the trampoline with the sprinkler on without a care in the world.  Freedom!  As it should be my friends, as it should be.

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Happy Father’s Day

June 16, 2013 with 2 Comments
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For the longest time, Jackson called Jeff “Papa”.  ”Papa, carry me.  Papa, wake me up.  Papa, Papa, Papaaaaa!”    (OK, so he called him “Jeff” too for about a year, but Papa has a much sweeter ring to it, no?)  I’m feeling a little sentimental on this quiet afternoon before Father’s Day thinking about what a fantastic father my husband is. Jackson lucked out in the Papa department that’s for sure.

I never really realized how significant the father-child relationship was until now.  Jeff’s attention is necessary for Jackson’s social-emotional well being.  The gentle touch, firm voice, kind smile, high-five, shared story, rough play, praise and encouragement…. all of it necessary.  And as a mother, I am thankful for every bit of it.  I am in awe of this man and all men who make fatherhood a priority and take this most important job seriously.

The pure happiness and joy Jackson feels when he is with Jeff is beyond measure.  There is no fear or anxiety or guilt or disappointment, only joy.  A connection both simple and complex.


Jeff is playful, adventurous and loves the great outdoors almost as much as Jackson does.  Neither rain, nor sleet, nor gloom of night… Seriously, there  isn’t anything these boys don’t do together.  The time a father spends with his child is precious.  It means something.  Oh how I admire Jackson’s father and all fathers who devote time and energy to really being with their children.  In the moment.  No cell phones, no computers. Intentional interaction.


Just look at them… They look alike don’t they?  They walk alike and have the same expression and mannerisms.  Big and little.  Little and big.  OK, maybe not so little but littler than big.  (For now.)  I love them both with all my heart.  How wonderful that as a mother, I get a little glimpse into the secret society of fatherhood.  If I squint and look at this picture just right, I can almost see Jackson walking on the beach with his son trailing along behind him.  I hope so.  He will have learned from the best.

Happy Father’s Day to the most wonderful Papa I know.  And Happy Father’s Day to ALL of the fabulous Papas who make this world a better place.  You are loved and appreciated.

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