Expectations and Giving Myself Grace
Expectations are a bit like resolutions, aren’t they? They can get us into a load of trouble, especially if you’re like me and set the…
Expectations are a bit like resolutions, aren’t they? They can get us into a load of trouble, especially if you’re like me and set the…
Rachel, my daughter with autism, adheres to routine. Her favorite activity is riding the school bus, which is not available on Saturdays. She didn’t get…
It wasn’t quite the Christmas present we would have chosen. But it has impacted our family in a way we could never have expected. A…
Expectations are like rabbits. They can be warm and fuzzy, but when ungoverned, all manner of problems result. The other day I had only a…
As a child I struggled with food. Texture issues and a strong gag reflex made meals a chore. I didn’t even like going over to…
Yesterday I starred in my very own production of Martyr Mom. I’m the only one who does any work around here, I thought. The closing act…
I spent one nervous day this past summer waiting for calls and texts from my husband, who was accompanying our teenage son during medical tests….
When you see a family with a child with special needs, what goes through your mind? Does your heart go out to them? Do you…
When medical special needs first joined our family, we began spending a lot of time at our local children’s hospital. We are fortunate that it…
In January my husband brought home two kids from the foster care system whom we are in the process of adopting. They are five and…