A Day Off

Today is my birthday. I am 35. Tomorrow, I’ll have things to say on the subject of birthdays (probably), but I’ve decided that today, I am giving myself a birthday gift: a Day Off. I haven’t just taken a day off writing in I don’t know how long. I push, push, push and push more, trying…

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Things, They Are A-Changin’

Things are changing in our household, as the advent of walking shifts our focus from mobility to speech and OT. (No rest for the weary.) It’s perfect timing. Julianna’s comprehension is really taking off, along with her interest in the details of her world and her desire to process them: what things are called, their…

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Color My World

The last couple of months I’ve been starting to focus on colors with Julianna. At 2 ½, it seems really tardy. This is the constant waffling you do as a parent of a child with special needs: is she there yet? Am I pushing too hard? Am I pushing hard enough? Anyway, I decided to…

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Nicholas’s Rules of Photography

1. If I am to have my picture taken, I must have spitup on my face.   2. I only smile for Mommy and Alex and Daddy. Not for Julianna. Not ever. Never. Julianna scares me. 3. If you pull the camera out, I will stop smiling and stare at it instead. 4. If you…

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To Brighten a Rainy Day

I had a writing goal for today, and I have a very serious half-finished post, but frankly, I’m tired. And I got up at 5:30 a.m. and finished an assignment and turned it in, anyway, so as a reward I get to NOT blog anything serious today, and waste my writing time playing around trying…

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Trouble, Trouble, and More Trouble

Fresh home from the grocery store, where Julianna flirted with every person we passed, and giggled her way through all my racecar antics, Daddy put her on the toilet and went to put up painter’s tape in Alex’s room. He came back to this: Ooooohhhh, yeah, I’m cute. Adore me!

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A Journal Entry

It’s been six or seven weeks since I last wrote in my Journal. Blogging and scrapbooking really is taking over the handwritten Journal, which now only exists for rants and funnies that just don’t belong online. But that means that every so often I just have to record things for the benefit of family history.…

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Cultivating an Attitude of Gratitude

Crises tend to bring out the best in us. We rise to the occasion; we set our teeth, hunker down and lean into the wind, knowing that complaining won’t help—we just have to get through it. It’s not the big stuff that brings out the pessimist in us. It’s the everyday Murphy. And so it…

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