Gratitude Journal

Old Welk

Old Welk

 

1. Friends willing to travel with our lively crew

2. Botany Bay

3. Lovey

4. The first day of dance class

5.  “Too much” enthusiasm (term courtesy of The Whammer from Word Girl)

6. A baby giggling with the tiniest of tickles

7. Sisterly engagement

8. Families’ happiness

9. Hearing the sparkle in my sister’s voice

10. Mushroom Tales

11. A new morning routine that allows for more cuddle and exercise time for the Quail

12. Meeting our new brother-in-law to be

13. Taking the long way here

14.  Finding the book on tape disc from the library cd that has been missing since May.

15.  Cuban food thursday!

16. Learning to make your own iron-on transfers in hopes of creating a semi-respectable  Word Girl &  Captain Huggyface costume.

17. Chromosomal Analysis and a friendly geneticist

18. Making it through the paperwork portion of the TEFRA application

19. Good early intervention services provided by the state and county

20. Elote

21. Sky Top Apple Orchard

Letters to my Loves

Sisters

Sisters

Dear Loves,
When Zuzu was born we read and read and read. When will she smile? When will she roll over? When will she sit up? Why hasn’t she said Momma yet? When does she stop saying Momma over and over and over? That is how we learned about the milestones in your lives- the typical ones that everyone celebrates at least.
 Through this learning we were able to see some of your many budding gifts Zuzu dear. You are bright, inquisitive, extremely caring and physical. You have a determined spirit and are generous in sharing your love with those around you. You walked at 11 months, you said Momma at 7 months (actually you cried it in one of your many “middle of the night to cool you down because you have yet another fever from an ear infection” baths. You crawled at 6 months, sat at 4 months. You filled up your potty chart at school with pink stars at 2 years. You slept through the night at 8 weeks on the nose (and started waking each night again at 4 months on the nose). You became a big sister for the world to see at 2 and a half years. 9 months before that is when you really became a big sister. Since that time you have blossomed and we have seen milestones the likes of which we never anticipated from a 2 year old. You would sing the in-utero Quail to sleep and cover my burgeoning  belly with a blanket. You named your sister Baby Quailee and would tell her small shape that you loved her and couldn’t wait to meet her. You would stand quietly by while I barfed each morning, either holding my hair back or munching on a pack of gummy bears you had served yourself and then ask me if I was all better. You witnessed my hormonal fits and “blew away my crankies” and then asked if I was happy now.  You stayed your first night without us in the loving care of your Gramma and told her how your Momma was at Baby Quailee’s house (aka the hospital). You welcomed her home that first night out of the hospital with the generous words, “I love you Baby Quailee, you’re my best friend I ever had”. And you bowled us over with your grace and good nature as you watched your sister nurse your Momma and sat quietly by and then unprompted took her hand in yours to comfort her.  What an incredible spirit for such a little soul.
And now with with you dear Quail we don’t feel the need to read the week by week reports of expectations. We are able to sit back and watch as your feathers unfurl at your own pace. We watch hopefully into your nest for signs of a smile and rejoice when you giggle with a simple tickle.  Our best game to date is to put you, dear Quail; on your belly and watch you push your arms up and over as you figure out how to get out of serving tummy time. We revel in your contemplative gaze as you wait for us to look at you and then burst into an eye-crinkling smile once we’ve made eye contact. We lean in for a kiss as you chortle your vowel recital to us in the early morning light.  We shop for new toys to hand you as you practice bringing your hands to midline and smooth hand to hand transfers. We bend down to cheer you on as you grab your small foot to hoist it up to your rosebud of a mouth. Each day is a milestone as you continue to stoicly gain your 1/2 oz of weight blowing us further and further away from the stormcloud of potential open-heart surgery.  We rejoiced as you have moved from eating from a syringe, to an SNS system, to a Soothie Bottle, to a Dr. Brown’s to the start of nursing directly. The weekend I was able to nurse you to sleep at 6 months for the first time is one of our proudest moments to date.
You both, dear Loves, have given us the sweetest of memories in your short lives with us.  We will continue to celebrate your  milesstones- from pooping in the potty, to sitting independently, to your first dance recitals.  From first teeth, to swinging out over the slide at the park before going down, to your first tea party. From first days at daycare, school, dance class and trips on the airplane. From first bites of cereal to pouring a glass of banana juice “my own self”. From the first delicately laid out fall-on-the-floor tantrum, to your wise advice to me that, “You make people sad when you are frustrated Mommy. You need to be nice to be a good Christian.” From both of your blessedly steady growth curves to your burgeoning show of memory as the nurse comes into to give you your 15 month vaccinations and you wail at the mere sight of her with that awful tray.
We are so very blessed to have so many special moments together already and can’t wait to see what the future holds each day anew.
Love, Momma   

Fave-O-Lit Friday

Baby Ballerina

Baby Ballerina

 

 

 
Special Blessings, Special Vocabulary
 
By: Kimberlee Kadar-Kallen 
 
Kimberlee Kadar-Kallen is mother to Eliza, born with Down
 syndrome and AVSD. Eliza spent her first months in heart
 failure until her heart repair. But now at almost four years
 of age, she is thriving as a homeschooled child alongside
 her six siblings. Kimberlee blogs at Pondered in My Heart.
 
When a family first receives the news that they may have a
 child with Down syndrome, they are likely to encounter some
 new vocabulary not previously part of their everyday
 lexicon. Over time these new, unfamiliar words lose their
 cumbersome feel and become a comfortable part of everyday
 life, much like an unyielding new pair of shoes softens and
 grows familiar. I thought I would explain some of these
 terms and what they have come to mean for our family.
 
Nuchal fold – This is the delicious area of skin at the
 back of the neck that is extra thick and soft and smooshy in
 children with Down syndrome and therefore the perfect place
 to snuggle, nuzzle, bury-your-nose-in and cuddle your sweet
 baby. Michael says it’s his favorite spot to kiss Eliza.
 
Trisomy 21 – Trisomy means there are three copies of each
 chromosome instead of two, and it has been discovered that
 cuteness is located on the 21 st chromosome. Be prepared for
 unprecedented levels of cuteness, even if you have many
 other children who you think are cute.
 
Hypotonia – Sometimes referred to as poor muscle tone, what
 this really means is that all of Baby is super soft and
 cuddly. Synonyms for this condition are smoosh-ball,
 teddy-bear, snuggle-puss, honey-love, and so forth.
 Squeezing and hugging Baby is a frequent and irresistible
 temptation.
 
Short stature – Children with Down syndrome are typically
 short in stature due in part to short limbs. This just means
 parents and other loved ones will have abundant opportunity
 for exercise in the form of deep knee bends.
 
Speech therapists- This is another word for siblings. These
 are the children who will spend countless hours teaching
 your child with Down syndrome to talk and speak clearly.
 They will mimic sounds, invent oral exercises, play word
 games, demonstrate proper mouth movements, repeat key
 phrases, practice letters and numbers and loads more ad
 infinitum. Some therapists have unique methods such as
 requiring the client to say, ‘Guard, release the faun!’ in
 order to have the car sear unbuckled or repeating unusual
 words like ‘gastrovascular’, but you have to just put up
 with their quirks.
 
Developmental delays – What this really means is that for
 once you don’t have to say, ‘Oh, they grow up so fast!’ The
 delight of babyhood and toddlerhood is prolonged and there
 are ever so many more moments of it to savor. Baby will grow
 and learn in a slow and gentle manner and there will be
 plenty of opportunities to practice cheerleading along the
 way. You will also marvel and appreciate each little
 milestone that you may have taken for granted in all of your
 other children.
 
Congenital heart defect – This is really one of several
 code phrases for an intensive training course in learning
 the true meaning of Jesus, I trust in you. This training
 involves great spiritual growth and opportunity for
 deepening and greatly magnifying one’s prayer life. There
 may even be a special retreat involved where one can really
 progress in prayer. The special code term ‘open-heart
 surgery’ is often used for this unique retreat that takes
 place in a hospital.
 
Special needs child – All children are special and all
 children have needs. Both of these facts can sometimes be
 taken for granted, but that is less likely with special
 needs parenting. This child will force you to see things
 more closely to the way God sees things, which is very, very
 contrary to the way the world sees things. The ‘special
needs child’ instantly and unequivocally obliterates the
 blather of the world’s view of life. Each and every life is
 a precious gift from His hand, of equal value in His sight,
 and the special child makes that especially clear, every
 moment of every day.

Momma Monday- Momma went to the Beach!

Botany Bay

Botany Bay

 

 

The Happy Little Family just returned from a lovely weekend at Edisto Island with The Gahan Family to the wonderful news that Auntie Deb is engaged! We are thrilled to welcome our new Uncle Greg to the family and look forward to meeting him this weekend!

 

We’ll get back on the bloggin track soon…baby beach pictures to come!

Gratitude Journal

 

Paradise

Paradise

1. a 6 month old baby successfully nursing for the first time

2. Kathy

3.nice audiologists helping to identify potential problems early

4. the gift of being able to nurse your small ones to sleep

5. kitty-cat pink jammies

6. a smile keeping you company in the middle of the night

7. good friends, good food, a good time for all-especially the kiddos

8. pink tutus

9. silliness

10. sweetness amongst sisters

11. tylenol and coffee helping a migraine

12. kissing the soft fontanel on a baby’s head when you get to feel her heartbeat quicken in response

13. small ones asleep early at night

14. a small meal and drink shared with just Lovey

15. Middle of the night inspiration

16. Baby Ballerinas

17. Red velvet cupcakes

18. pink ice cream cones with gummies mixed in

19. A toddler taking the time ahead to tell you they have to poop

20. competent ENT

21. ear tubes

Zuzu

Summer Happiness

Summer Happiness

 

Zuzu is going to start taking classes this fall. She is signed up for swimming and dance class and she is ecstatic. Of course being the wildflower she is- she is ecstatic about everything! I’m a little worried about how class-time will go- if she will cooperate and fall into line or continue to do her version of the silly-willy-nilly dance as inspired by Zoe of her Zoe Dance Moves DVD. She’s been practicing nightly for Ms. Fain. I guess time will tell and if it is too soon or she is too young to start classes we’ll try again in a few months. In the meantime she is tickled pink to be signed up like a big girl for both dance and swimming with her pals from her little school.

She is the kindest little big girl. Last night I came home with a headache and told her this. She informed me that we keep the ice-packs and the Popsicles above the refrigerator and I could get them if I want. This morning she woke up and asked if I was still sick and before I could reply let me know that I can always stay home with her and she’ll take me to the doctor. It’s nice to be taken care of.