First, this happened on Friday. He’s seven. Be still my heart… And yes – that is a half-melted Carvel cake that you can buy from Target. HEY! It’s what he wanted. Martha Stewart was not required for that birthday party. Then – I FINALLY wrote a post about our Listen to Your Mother show read…
Tag Archive: Oliver
Things that happened this weekend: a birthday, some blog posts and the undead. You know – the usual.
Stupid
It’s a loaded word. And we use it all the time in so many different ways… “How could I be so stupid?…then the stupid coffee maker broke…don’t say stupid honey, it’s not nice…don’t be stupid, of course I’ll help with…that stupid dog was barking all night…please don’t say stupid sweetie, it hurts feelings…” I’ve tried explaining that it’s…
Living the Dream
While I was pregnant with my first child—my special needs child, Oliver—I had this little thing I would do every night before going to sleep. It wasn’t exactly a prayer, or even some intentional form of magical thinking…but I would reflect on everything that I wanted for my baby. It was more of a list…
Hope Hurts
A while ago, a friend of mine wrote about how mothers of autistic children cry all the time. She explained that the tears of happiness are just as plentiful as those of sadness. And to be honest, I had never really thought about it before. After considering this idea, I decided that I almost never…
Lucky
I tend to think of myself as a very lucky person. I didn’t see things that way for a long time, but at almost 40 years old, it’s become very clear to me that I lead a rather charmed life. Things always work out. No matter how bad something may seem at the time, it…
Hell Hath No Fury…
…like a woman watching her special needs son have a nervous breakdown in his adapted aquatics swim lesson because the instructor was 18 minutes late. For a half hour class. On the first day of class. But first let me give a little background about me and fury. I rarely have any. I am one…
I Forgot That Summer Could be Scary…
With the Fourth of July approaching, fireworks stands are everywhere. And no one gets more excited about fireworks than my husband. He can’t restrain himself – it’s inevitable that he will purchase some long before the actual holiday. This year, all three kids have real memories of fireworks displays past and they were thrilled to…
Just [Tae Kwon] Do It
I’m skipping Monday Links this week since I really need to write something other than a list of great stuff other people posted. I had a few of my own stories to tell last week and never got around to them. This has been happening far too often lately because I feel like I need…
Where Did the Week Go?! (Alternatively Titled: Oliver Turns SIX!)
All I posted this week was a list of OTHER people’s posts that I liked? That’s just sad. But I have to say, I’ve been pretty busy with setting up the new Style Key West website. And you, know – being a mom and all the usual stuff. I’ve actually just gone to bed at…
Okay – so maybe it’s kind of cute…
On Tuesday, Oliver got off the bus missing – you guessed it – a front tooth. He looks pretty adorable: Of course we have no idea what happened to the tooth since he won’t actually pull them out himself. He lets them literally fall out of his mouth. It’s quite possible that he swallowed it…
Mother to three children (four if you count my husband), keeper of a moderately sane house, admirer of beautiful interiors and fashion that becomes more and more "young" for me, textile junkie and believer in the power of wishing really, really hard. I wage a daily battle against feet on furniture, "outside voices" inside, the ever widening chasm between now and "when I used to work," wrinkles, a lack of personal time, dust and the constant arrows that having a special needs child shoots directly into one's heart. So far dust and wrinkles are winning, but only because even the best of multitaskers have their limits.