This evening was one of those evenings that makes me question myself as a mom. My seven year old and four year old knew every button to push, and I let them push away. I fussed away, and soon could not stand the sound of my own voice. I even let myself get into a battle of wills with a four year old. I am suppose to know better. After all, as I reminded the seven year old tonight, I am the adult in the relationship. It was just a terrible horrible no good very bad evening. I thought more than once about packing my bags and heading to Australia, and then I remembered some days are like that,s even in Australia. So I took a deep breath, tucked the boys in tight, gave them a kiss, told them I loved them, and let them know tomorrow would be a better day. And I know it will.
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My 11 year old has narcolepsy and cataplexy. He took a trip to the neurologist this morning. This is a trip we make several times a year, but after every visit I am reminded of the fact that his life is forever changed. His story will look a little differently than I thought it would. He has been amazing through this journey, and some days I think he has handled it better than I have. So I would like to highlight Andrew in my slice today, and share the blog he has created to spread awareness and share his story. He is a pretty sweet slice!
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Thursday night we attended Open House. While walking through the gym, my first grader was excited to show me the hot air balloons they had decorated in honor of their principal. She was leaving to open a new school. In the basket of each balloon was the sweet smile of a first grader waving goodbye. Then I found E’s balloon. In true E fashion he was waving his arms like he was about to fall out of the basket. In a sea of conformity, he stood out.
E has his own way of doing things. E sometimes has trouble finding the box let alone stand inside of it. He always questions, and he does not settle for simple answers. He truly sees the world differently. It one of the things I love most about him. However, for many teachers, it is what they find most frustrating in students. There are many teachers that would have made E wave like he was told to do. There are many that would get into a battle of wills when he decided to change the directions for a project. There are many that would try to force him into conformity. But he is lucky. He has had teachers that have appreciated him for and all that makes him unique. So today I give thanks. I give thanks to his teachers for embracing a child that wants to wave his arms wildly inside of just waving nicely. Thank you for supporting his creative mind and allowing him to be E. May each child be as lucky as mine has been.