Tuesday, February 2, 2016

Dear other grade 4 parents

It has come to my attention via my daughter that there has not been a single volunteer for next weeks field trip. I get it. Parents work, have younger children, appointments etc.

Here's the thing. I detest volunteering on field trips. I have gone on every one for  my grade 4 student since she entered school to support her with her special needs. Most times I just volunteer for my own child but on occasion have been given other students to be responsible for as well. Don't get me started how on the last trip to the science centre I was given five kids who couldn't look more alike or have harder to remember names!
I'm thinking that maybe none of you have agreed to volunteer next week because you too hate field trips. Maybe like me it is where they are going that makes you cringe at the thought of joining them.

How bout I make you a deal. You go on this one and I'll take the next two?

Don't make me pull the last time I worked a field trip at this particular locale I got called saying my mother was dying and I needed to get there card. 


I haven't mentioned much about my quest to adopt again in a long while.

My desire is still strong however my hope is dwindling.  There was a chance at one point where a cousin to one of my kids would be coming home to us but that did not pan out.

I wish I knew if my hopes are forever dashed or if a new little person is ever going to find us.  Anyone who has adopted or is currently waiting will tell you this is the worst part of adopting.  The not knowing.  Each year that passes with no baby decreases my chances significantly due to my age.  It increases the strikes against us.  I have it in me though.  I have the love, the endurance, the resources to offer a little someone who needs a little something extra.

I will put it out there again that if you are Canadian and know of a family who is looking to make an adoption plan for their child with special needs please pass your knowledge of us onto them.

We are needing another passenger in our clown car.  Well bus.  You get the point

Sunday, January 31, 2016

flu free

Better late than never. Due to continual illness since October and seemingly a never ending battle to keep the boy out of hospital he finally received the flu vaccine.

For a large family it is quite an adventure to get the job done every year. Previously we have gone to the health clinic bombarding them with all of our special needsness (it could be a word) and all get done at once. Though it was a one shot deal it seemed to overwhelm the nurses. This year our family doctor offered them so that seemed the better route. Unless you are under nine then you have to go to the health unit.

The process seemed endless but nonetheless we're done and just in the knick of time.  
The smiles say it all

see us as more

Truer words have never been spoken!  

People with disability need to be looked at as more than their diagnosis or perceived limitations.
It starts with language.
A child with Down syndrome is not a 'downsie',  a child who is fed by a tube is not a 'tubie, a child with autism is just that... a child WITH autism not an autistic child.
You might toss the thought aside and claim you're tired of being politically correct. What difference does the word choice make?
 The difference is how it makes your brain perceive those affected.
It is person first language.  A person is a person first and foremost with the same underlying need for love, affection, dignity and respect.  
They are a person first who happens to have differences that add to who they are.  
Those differences might be shared with a group of other people but as much as they belong to the same 'club' they remain very much an individual.
We must always look at people as more than we see on the outside.

Saturday, January 30, 2016

Unlike everyone else in the world I was forced into seeing Star Wars. The boy really wanted to see it though it must be his liking for action because there is no way he would be available to follow the story line. I could have talked him into kungfu panda as that is also on his to see list but of the two evils for me Star Wars it was.  I kept it to myself that I was there for the popcorn and pop. Oh and points towards my bid for mother of the year.

One of the teens came as well though her desire to see the movie was the same as mine. Turns out she liked it and I'm sure will now be binge watching the others. 

So what was up with the end anyways?

Friday, January 29, 2016

Mothers.  The  only ones who will ask their child in a loving sing songy voice if they are poopy all the while knowing the answer being that they have all ready stuck their hand in it doing "the check'

Monday, December 14, 2015

I love them. I love every hair on each of their freshly shampooed heads. Nobody could have a stronger love or love them more fiercely than I do. That being said....I am LOVING that it is Monday and all the buses showed up.....