Archive | 2013

i’m a night owl

I’m sitting at my computer at almost 1 am. Totally not what my doctor thinks I should be doing. I’m a night person. I always have been. I come alive as the sun sets I would have made a great vampire ifI glittered. Here I am, late at night. Everyone’s sleeping, dreaming, snoring. Even the dog and [...]

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the child my mother wished i’d have

They say if your second child was your first child there wouldn’t BE a second child. Rachael was a happy, funny, healthy baby. She was a goofy, energetic toddler. She was smart, playful and she and Nathaniel got along great. Then we had Peyton. We rocked Rachael’s toddler world. The cute baby girl of the [...]

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random blog post about nothing

Even though I’m not a big commenter (mostly that writing thing) I do try to read. Even before I had to learn to conserve my words I never felt like my writing FIT in any neat little labeled box. It’s not bad. I’m proud of it. The way a mom is proud of drawings she keeps on the fridge. [...]

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join the 2013 “Ultimate Blog Party” coming to @5minutesformom

Back when Peyton was in treatment I was still fumbling around this blog-o-sphere. A place where I would constantly find myself drawn in was the 5 Minutes For Mom sister sites. At the time, it was 5 Minutes For Special Needs where I found my emotional wounds soothed and could reach out to find likeminded [...]

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circle of frustration

I feel frustration at the fact I can’t do the simple tasks my family needs from me because my disabilities, the part of me that is still sad at the change in my appearance when I should be grateful for life, the expectations of others. The kids are frustrated by the differences in their lives from the [...]

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please plugt me in

I push a button and everything syncs. My music, my photos, everything goes where it;’s supposed to go and if it doesn’t it can be moved there. Sometimes it’s even easier and my device connect wirelessly and syne to some mysteriously cloud in the sky. It gets very Matrix-y. I want to plug my life in. I [...]

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even though it’s not november

It would be easy to be angry. This wasn’t the life I expected to have. I didn’t expect to face my uncertain future in a wheelchair with a stroke-effected appearance and a prison of my own body. It would be SO easy to be angry. I work hard to stay thankful. In spite of my [...]

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judge not lest ye be judged

We’ll pretend you’re not judging!!

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a day I remember

For those of you that might not know, in 2006 my youngest daughter was diagnosed with cancer. In 2008 she was a part of an event called “Fashion Funds The Cure” that benefits the Pediatric Cancer Foundation. It’s a fashion show that highlights some gorgeous girls that are currently going through treatment, celebrates the survivors [...]

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the view from up here

When I learned to let go of the safety grab bar by the toilet so I could pull down my clothes I felt a supreme satisfaction. It was a mental battle to put faith in something I couldn’t feel. I trusted my leg to hold me up and learned to rely on the familiar routine [...]

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The ridiculously long tale of breaking my wrist and the hijinks after

This is a horrifically long vlog. It’s like “Braveheart” long. But, there’s a lot to tell.  

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you can count on me and @shotatlife #vaximpact

The impact of vaccines on the lives of children around the world is incredible. Now, you can help sustain the impact by sending an email to your member of congress. Welcome your members to the 113th Congress and ask them to make sure that global health and vaccines are a priority in the new Congress. Take [...]

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take me to dinner first

It’s a good thing I’m ok with getting felt up in public in public because the security check I have to go through with TSA is borderline second base. With the normal removing of shoes, bags and pocket fodder, I have to go through a special pat-down because of the wheelchair and my inability to [...]

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