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If I had a buck for every time someone said, “I don’t know how you do it all,” I wouldn’t have to work anymore! Here’s the answer…really a confession: I didn’t get a shower today, there are about 5 loads of laundry piled up in the basement, we feed and raise dust bunnies, I get 2 haircuts a year and make due with ponytails and flips, never had a manicure…this ugly list goes on…suffice it to say, I simply DO NOT do it all, no committee meetings, no spaghetti dinner fundraisers—activities which used to be “essentials” slip way down the priority list and I’ve let ‘em go.

Miika just came into my office moments ago and asked, “Mommy, I need to eat something green.”

(Whoohoo! Let me get you something, quick, before you change your mind.)

“Do you know who I am?” she asks.

“No.”

“Apatasaurus.”

“Cool, how about lettuce?”

“OK.”

Yes, she ate the whole leaf

I’ve attached a pdf of Nathan’s birth story to be shared with new parents of a child with a disability. It’s a dark tunnel at first, but it gets brighter when you are surrounded by a strong support system of faith, family, church, and information. Click here to download our story: Changed by a Gift

I’ve come a long way since writing this article. For the first year, Nathan may as well have had a sign around his neck that said, “Down syndrome” because every time I looked at him, I thought about it. In fact, I never escaped the diagnosis…every waking hour was consumed by it. That’s fading and now I see the most adorable, lovable stinker who I’ve ever met. He’s just like any other toddler boy, getting into the cat food, newspapers, pulled my laptop off my desk, broke his sister’s tea cup by spinning it on the tile entry…I have an endless list. But my heart leaps out when I see him sitting in the sunshine slowly looking at a book, turning each page carefully and signing when he sees a butterfly, sun, tree, car, or flower, oblivious that I am watching him.

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