Author: Kate Anderson

A jack of all trades is a master of none.

Last week I had a doctor’s appointment. Same practice but new practitioner – so of course that leads to a game of 100 questions.  I try to give the cliff notes version of my medical history for the last five years – which includes (as brief) a rundown (as possible) of the kids – which is always entertaining because even doctors (especially ones that aren’t Gavin’s direct docs) aren’t sure how to ask questions when it comes to Gavin and Spencer. When they ask about Spencer, they want to be direct, but not rude. Unfortunately there’s no real PC way to say, “so hey, is your other son “normal?” or “Did you know that Gavin was going to have CP?” Sometimes I take mercy on them and answer all questions at once – but sometimes, I don’t and I make them squirm (payback for long wait time!) Anyway, this new doctor was generally interested in my life and family and how we make things work. Either we’re more of an anomaly than I thought or she hasn’t had much exposure to special needs families. In either case, we get on with the appointment and at the end she said something that has stuck with and bothered me since Friday: “You are a supermom. You’re an inspiration and I am in awe of you. Truly, I am very impressed by...

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I. Can. Do. This.

I love this time of year. From the lights and decorations to snuggling up by a warm fireplace with hot coco (with OR without a little extra kick) – it’s a nice time of year. While I’m not a huge fan of snow, I enjoy the peace, quiet and beauty of a nice snowfall. Even when out running errands (generally speaking of course) people seem nicer and more willing to help others. But like many others, I also find this time of year incredibly difficult to handle. Several days a week I question why I like this time of year. The stress is ridiculous. On the best of days I can barely keep my head above water with the comings and goings that is the everyday life in my house: CCD, gymnastics, doctor’s appointments, therapy appointments, laundry, cleaning, paying bills, homework, class projects – the list goes on and on. NOT to mention that apparently people in my house want to eat on an hourly basis!!! But add to that the holiday parties, that damn Elf, Christmas pageants and concerts; holiday gift shopping (plus who gets what/how much!?) I’m dangerously close to drowning! I feel as though I never have time to sit and enjoy what’s going on around me. I fear that my kids won’t have the same fond memories I have from my childhood of this time...

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Sometimes You’re Thankful for Candy

With Thanksgiving a week away, I started asking the kids what they are thankful for. At the ripe old age of 5, Bailey listed out each person and why she was thankful for them. Spencer on the other hand had a one word answer “candy.” Bailey asked him if he was thankful for anything else and he said, “Nope. That’s it.” I can respect (and envy) that. While he can’t respond the way the other two can, Gavin has his ways of letting you know what his feelings are on any number of topics. Bailey flipped the tables and asked me what I was thankful for. I was quick to respond, “I’m thankful for each of you, your daddy and grandma and grandpa.” And the conversation was left at that. But the more I’ve thought about it, the more I realize that I am thankful for so much more and to so many people. I think like many people, 2016 was not the year I had hoped it would be. It wasn’t totally horrible by any means but it certainly wasn’t the stellar year I had placed so much hope on. But if I am being honest, it was a rough year. Nothing seemed to come “easy” (which I know, in life nothing is easy, BUT does everything need to be such a process?!?!?) We would take one step...

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Time Is The Enemy

To quote Dr. Seuss’ The Grinch “Tomorrow is Christmas! It’s practically here!”  Now while it’s not THAT close, the reality is there are only 10 shopping Fridays left till Christmas (you’re welcome). As much as we may want it to, time doesn’t slow down, stand still or even go in reverse. Not even The Grinch has the power to change time.  Time does what it does – keeps marching forward at a steady pace, no faster or slower than the day before.   Why do you ask, am I so focused on time? Well in less than two weeks the boys will be turning 3 (no biggie – I got that covered – well my mom does anyway!) but Gavin will be transitioned out of Birth to Three and into pre-k at our local school. During our IEP meeting we met the OT, PT, special ed and speech folks.  As luck would have it, Bailey had an open house the same night we had our IEP meeting so we brought Gavin and made stops in all the rooms – and he got to meet everyone as well. MUCH to Bailey’s relief, she will see him several times during the day and his main room is just down the hall. During open house Gavin even got to visit the OT/PT room and played on the platform swing – allowing both the...

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The First of Many “Firsts”

The day I have been dreading for five years arrived on Tuesday:  Kindergarten.  My “baby” isn’t such a “baby” anymore. With each passing day she needs me less and less. “I can do that mommy”, “I don’t need any help”, or my favorite, “Mother, I can do my own hair” (remember, she’s FIVE!) She’s her own person now with (strong) opinions and views. The things she notices or comments on continually surprise me. So while I know it’s time for her to go and continue on her independent journey, I’m not ready. But let’s be honest, no matter what her age I wouldn’t be ready. I think I handled the first day better than initially thought. So I take some comfort in that. Although it was an insane morning ensuring each lunchbox was packed to its owner’s specifications, breakfast eaten, vitamins, teeth brushed, etc. Not to mention the “first day of Kindergarten” pictures. In hindsight I guess we were so busy I didn’t get the chance to worry or be sad. But as things have calmed down a little and I have time to reflect I wonder if she’s ok. Is she hungry? Is she warm? Is she warming up/getting comfortable and making friends or is she miserable? Will the teacher know to ask if she’s doing ok or just think her being shy is the way she is? Will they...

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