Monthly Archives: February 2019

I want the movies to be safe

In 2013, a child with Down Syndrome went to the movies and was murdered by off-duty police officers working as mall security.

Let that sink in.

A child was murdered by police officers because they did not recognize that he had a disability. He was murdered because they did not know how to deescalate the situation. He was murdered because they were not trained.

They did not know.

This is why I am have been writing all month for Rare Disease and PACS1 Month. Continue reading

It’s complicated, but not

I was talking with a few moms whose children have special needs. We were talking about how some things are just normal for us that our normie friends just don’t get.  Which makes sense, those of us in the conversation have older normie kids. We all admitted that until we started down a different road, we had no clue either.

Yes, this life is more complicated than the one I expected. But in all seriousness, life with Bridget is not that much more complicated than parenting Abby. Continue reading

Setting the bar

When Bridget was an infant and we heard the (thankfully false) prediction that she may never roll over or have a life of quality, we were devastated. Then we became Bridget’s warriors. We decided what goals we would have, we brought in therapists. We researched via Google. We found a team of therapists who were innovative and relentless in their quest to have Bridget obtain the tiniest of movements that snowballed into  her jumping on the bed.

It took 10 years, but my girl jumped on the bed while joyfully yelling, “Super hero slam!”. Continue reading


I consider myself very lucky that (for the most part) Bridget is an easy-go-lucky kid. In someways she is almost too compliant. She wants to please, never stops and questions a directive.  I understand that most parents would be woo hoo! But being Bridget’s mom it becomes a more complex issue.  This was illustrated in a way I hadn’t thought of the other day. Continue reading

Throw back post…

Originally posted on 4/3/17

A parent walks into the store, dragging her child kicking and screaming as other shoppers look on.  A sibling walks into the store and says, “next time I will babysit so you can try to get the shopping done”.

A parent answers, “What time is it” for the 500th time with patience that is waning. A sibling tries to redirect the looping by distracting them with Disney Jr.

A parent tells her other child that they cannot attend the school play, because their sibling cannot handle the lights and sounds. A sibling whispers they understand while their heart is breaking. Continue reading