Remember to Breathe

Jul 15, 2014 by

School letting out for the summer is magical for a spell.  For a week or so, we don’t care about their 20 minutes of reading.  We survived, they survived.  For a bit, we don’t have to wake at the crack-of-dawn, we can wait until the crack-of-dawn-thirty.  No lunches (until camp and summer school begins), no more homework.  For a quick spell, we all feel accomplished.  “Another year… gone!” (Albus Dumbledore in the Sorcerer’s Stone).

sage big kid bus

This year-end brought particular relief and enthusiasm as our little girl successfully completed kindergarten, in a mainstream classroom, with extra support.  After we watched what Noah went through in Kindergarten we were a bit nervous terrified.  Yet, she made it.

Light it Up Blue

Apr 1, 2014 by

April 2nd is Autism Awareness Day, but I have little to say about Autism.  It’s not that I haven’t been thinking about it.  I even remembered to order the solar-powered blue lights, though at this point I realize I ordered them a bit late for the “solar” part of the “powered” to kick in for the 2nd.  While tomorrow is Autism Awareness Day, today is April Fools’ Day, and often I feel my life is much more comical than serious.  Autism sounds so serious.

Autism Awareness Day

Autism Awareness Day

At times it is truly difficult.  But over the past several days, as I’m getting this blog ready in my head to share with all of you the statistical significance of 1 in 88 (though now CDC theorizes 1 in 68), I just kept catching myself laughing, and sinking in.

A Small Glimpse: April is Autism Awareness Month

Apr 1, 2014 by

cuddle time

April 2nd is World Autism Awareness Day and April is National Autism Awareness Month. As the CDC releases statistics identifying that 1 in 68 children in America are living with Autism, I wanted to offer a small glimpse into our families’ experience. My biggest struggle as the mother of a child with autism was learning to have patience with this ‘diagnosis’. I wanted to get to know everything about our daughter. What her favorite color would be? Or, her favorite food? Would she enjoy puzzles as much as her brother or prefer the blocks that seem to grow exponentially in the toy box? Who would be her first friend at school? Would she ever have friends?

“One Thing I Don’t Like About Autism.”

Feb 4, 2014 by

cuddle time

We’ve been pretty open with both our children about Autism since our daughter was first diagnosed, about 2 1/2 years ago.  At first, we talked about it in terms of similarities and differences.  We are all “different” and have different things we’re good at, and struggle with.  Noah is only 15 months older than his sister, so that was all that made sense then.  Noah took it in relative stride.  He struggled with reading, which is hard to remember now since he loves it, but he was afraid he would never be able to read.  Sage could.  It was just one more way they were different.  “You can make and keep friends easily, right? Sage struggles with that.  We all have things that come easy, and that are really hard.”

The Gift of Acceptance

Jan 14, 2014 by

When I began dating my wife, I used to call her a “triple threat.”  Triple Threat, for those of you unaware, is the basketball term for when someone receives the ball when close enough to the hoop to have three choices the opposing team needs to defend against.  They can shoot, dribble, or pass.  My wife is a black, gay, female: three categories of oppression rolled into one dynamite (and beautiful) package.  Triple Threat.  While I say it in some jest, there is truth under the humor.  Yet, with the truth of oppression is loneliness, fear, mistrust, fatigue, among other things.

As our family grows and blossoms, our status as a “triple threat” persists, though perhaps “threat” does not capture it.  We are an interracial lesbian couple with biracial children and we have a daughter with special needs.  There are many gifts and blessings within our family, as well as gifts and blessings bestowed.  Yet we have our challenges.

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