Thursday, September 29, 2011

blackish...bluish...


Something I said I would never do…I would never even consider…helmets and leashes…Maddie is a walking bruise…she is so very awkward right now…she wants to run but just cannot get all the right body parts to move at the same speed with balance…and she falls head first…she thinks she can do anything and everything herself…and she is just not quite big enough yet…the other day at the park she talked her Dad into letting her swing by herself…that resulted in a open gash in the back of her head…a shaved patch of hair and super glue holding her head back together…I am not sure what her Dad was thinking but Maddie is a fast talker…Maddie is still escaping out the front door of the house…and in route to catch her…she skidded face first down the driveway…I have had to put Max’s slide bed up so she cannot climb it…yes she climbs up the slide or the latter and then manages to fall off the bed every time and hits her head…she is climbing on stools, toilets, and out of her highchair…the girl does not stop moving…even for a minute…she cries or whimpers a bit and tries the deed again…no matter if it is a gash, a bruise, a bump, or a scrap…the girl has no fear…so I am thinking the solution is a helmet with face guard and a leash with a stake…pondering!

Wednesday, September 28, 2011

I'll take that...


Perspective…that is what having Maddie gave me…and that really is the hardest part for me…I have had to change my thinking and the voice in my head…when you get a diagnosis like Ds, TEF/EA, heart defect, etc…you take inventory of EVERYTHING…from how you approach the world to how you buy groceries…why…cause it costs money…it costs time…nothing is as simple as it once was…the world seems bigger and eventually brighter then it did before…change is the new “normal”...and expecting the unexpected…then with every blood draw, with every doctors appointment a new worry or concern…a new challenge to google…these days I am not uptight about change or the unknown…I am just handy and good at searching for help…I am no longer afraid to ask for help or get a second opinion…perspective of what is truly important and what is not…not important things have been put on the “I do not care” list and filed away…important is more knowledge, more truth about the knowledge I learning, and a relative happy place…not important -people who take from my joy and material items…I now understand that I know nothing but I do know more then doctors when it comes to Maddie…I expect nothing from anything or anyone…and in return I will get a healthy happy life with minimal effort…I have found all my effort needs to be directed and focused on my family not others…selfish yep…but they have not walked in my shoes…and they do not want to…they seem to think my child is a “burden” a sad, poor me affair…nope she is just shear goodness…that’s why I let her lick puddles, eat sand, and look like a hot mess daily…she is my Maddie a one of kind girl-the life of the party…with no boundaries, no worries, no wants…just Maddie with a loud demeanor and infectious smile…I guess if it took Maddie to give me peace then so be it…

Monday, September 26, 2011

i dont care...

I dont care...this is a phrase that I have inserted intentionally into my thought process...it may seem callous...it may seem...like a cop out...but I am a worrier...always have been...I worry about my looks, what I am wearing...I worry if my house is clean, if my kids are behaving nice...and I seem to always worry about what others think...so insert...I dont care...I say this over and over in hopes that it will stick...that I will no longer care about what I am obsessing over...I have been a worrier for my entire life...it is me...it is part of my personality...and it is a part of my persona that I wish to be different...I no longer want to care what others think...about me, my kids, my car, my house, my life in general...but somehow I get caught up with keeping up with others...I will never forget a women saying to me...when I was contemplating what car to buy...saying we are not mini van or small car people...I thought about this and thought I am almost 40 years old...does it really matter what car I drive...does it really matter if my kids do not go to the "right" schools...that we do not live in the "perfect" house...or I no longer wear designer jeans...insert I dont care...and then there is my Maddie...this is where the I dont care...comes in handy...stares, ignorance, comments, sighs, they all make me insert...I dont care...and with Maddie's tumbling class...it has worked wonders...it is like we are the only ones in the class...I only see Maddie and her accomplishments...I see her intent on following the direction of the teacher...I see her making HUGE strides in following direction with song, dance and tumbling...and when the other women whisper...when the other women giggle at her walk..I insert I dont care...I can look at Maddie and see that it is a huge deal that Maddie sits on her carpet square, that Maddie understands each prompt the teacher gives her to finish the expected task...that this is a BIG deal in Maddie's development...I dont care that I cry when I see it happening...I dont care that no one can understand my over bubbling of pride of my daughter...and I dont care is a phrase that will become more important as me and Maddie go through this journey together...I think it will be a good coping phrase for me and Maddie to master...

Tuesday, September 20, 2011

it...


Does “it” bother me…I never know quite how to answer this question…”it” seems to have a connotation to “it” when asked does “it” bother me…”it” really can be anything…”it” can be that Maddie is not talking and just plain screaming for communication…”it” being that she does not seem to follow any direction or lead…unless “it” is benefiting her…typical oh yes…but still stressful…”it” can be that Maddie likes to eat dirt and smell her brother’s butt…”it” can be that her eating is VERY up and down…is “it” ok…sure “it” just depends on my mood, the day and that moment…Maddie is so unknown to me still…everyday seems to bring different emotions and wonders…I keep glimpsing at her in great awe and then a overwhelming worry comes over me that her future health is so up in the air…that she is stricturing (esophagus closing) again and I am seeing the overwhelming signs and know that surgery is upcoming…to know that this is a forever concern…does “it” bother me…yep…can I handle it -yep! do I want to handle “it”…not really…but that is my job…and I guess what I was put here to do…handle “it” and what ever comes our way…graciously and with a smile…

Thursday, September 15, 2011

typical Maddie moments...

What????

I am still cute!

did I miss a spot!

there is my sweet cute face!

Wednesday, September 14, 2011

limits...


Limitations…not something I meant to do…but it is something I struggle with…finding out prenatally that Maddie was created with an extra chromosome…was a good and a not so great thing…in the process of dealing with the surprise…the reading and research I did…made me think things that are not true…it made me more often then not put limitations on Maddie…Yes I always try to think Maddie can move mountains…but in the back of my head I know the truth…and sometimes my truth is wrong…so then I have re-learn something…I have to try to change my opinion…this is easier said then done…example…I would tell myself Maddie would walk…but I never in my wildest dreams imagined how hard/long that task would be…example…I will continue to tell myself Maddie can self feed, chew, swallow…but I never thought I would still be helping her at age 2.5…example…communication…I really thought Maddie would be an exception to this…I truly believed she would have some words…and she does…but not meaningful words…not enough words to tell me if she is hurt, sad, sick...she can tell me she is hungry or thirsty…but I really thought with our enriched vocal environment…she would be talking before the “norm’…but I was wrong…so then I put undo limitations on her...example…Maddie cannot do without me…because how will she tell someone if she needs something…Maddie cannot be in tumbling…because she will not understand…she understood just fine…she exceeded my expectations and then some…however, last night she walked away from me for the first time…we were at the farmers market with a ton of people and she walked into the crowd never once turning back to check in…Maddie has no fear…Maddie has no idea to come back to mom…to find brother…Maddie just lives in a world that I do not get…that scares me…I call her name and she never turns back…I try to catch her and she just walks and decides to do somersaults on the cement…with no inclination that it hurts…that she should choose the grass…that she should see a familiar face…but she does not care…she just continues…I do not want to put fear in her…but in some situations she has to have it…how do you teach it…how will she know not to walk into danger…to stop and to find me…and to ask for help…will this come with age and when is it to late…have I put so many limitations on her by keeping her so protected…that I have hinder her success to being independent…

Thursday, September 8, 2011

tumbles...


I am not sure how I feel…I am just in limbo again about Maddie and Ds…I understand the “what if” game is a hard game to play…I get that the coulda, woulda, shoulda, is virtually impossible to find peace in…but there are times that are difficult for me…any kind of change or disruption seems to make these feelings boil up in me…I enrolled Maddie in a tumbling class…it begins tonight…I am not sure it is the right thing to do…I know all the positives…social interaction, exercise, body awareness…but I seem to have to turn this in to a me thing…I know sad and dramatic…but it is what it is…I am not sure I am ready for the whispers…the oohhh she is so cute and funny…I get people mean nice…but this is a unknown for me a leap of extreme -put myself and Maddie out there…Maddie will be great! She will love it…I know she will because she loves other little people and she loves to dress up…but this is my insecurity…my uncontrollable insecure thoughts and judgments…when we were in Yellowstone earlier this week…it was a blast and I forgot about most judgments and negative thoughts…and then of course someone had to comment on Maddie and her walk…they made fun of her again…but this time the parent corrected the teen and smiled at us…I was ok --but a weee bit frustrated that it keeps happening…that people seem to think it necessary to comment about my girl…she is two and a novice walker…and I think of all the hard work it took to get her to this point…and it frustrates me that Maddie will hear this soon and understand this soon enough…Maddie is a sharpe cookie…she gets her surroundings…she has a high level of thought process and skill…My Maddie will get the whispers, the comments, the ignorance…and that makes me sad…if a two year is not protected from this how will she be when she is a teen or an adult…I know worries for another day…but I am scared…scared I will cry at the first cross look or sympathy smile…so the rest of the day I will think good thoughts and maybe just maybe all will be good for this insecure mama…

Thursday, September 1, 2011

eating...

Maddie's learning of self feeding...and me learning patience and blowing off a messy Maddie...
I am so independent...

so I have something on my face?

check our my teeth!

applesauce n greek yogurt! my favorite!

cooookkkiiieeeesss!!