I wanted this to be so eloquent. I saw a blog where she talked about the birth of her Down syndrome child and it had amazing writing and professional photos. It’s amazing. If you want to be amazed, go there instead (http://www.kellehampton.com/2010/01/nella-cordelia-birth-story.html). Here, I’ll just write about an amazing girl that was sent to us… Continue reading Abby’s Story
I’m bored- and I haven’t written anything I’ve found truly enjoyable in some time. So here’s a subject I can really go off on: Crap I hate. not bullets. I love bullets. Guns, too. that last one is a lie. I don’t love guns. I hate them in fact. I think some take the second… Continue reading I’m hateful.
I kind of hate it when people say Abby doesn’t look like she has Down syndrome. I know people are well meaning when they say that. They really are. I know that some of them just say it because it seems like the right thing to say, or because they don’t really know what to… Continue reading “I can’t even tell”
I saw a therapist once a week for a long time back in 2008/2009. It was during the time that I was dealing with the undiagnosable chronic pain, and my therapist was Harvard trained in managing people like me. The crazies. I wasn’t just crazy because I’d spent the last two years in pain, getting… Continue reading Therapy is EXPENSIVE, so I’ll blog
I cannot blog with one hand.
I’ve been doddling around on the subject of Abby’s birth. I’ve wanted to write it so it would be as amazing as it was and I’m nowhere close. I’ve written whole pages and then deleted them. I should probably not do that. I’ve got to realize that no writing will ever do it justice, and… Continue reading Good intentions always end up in bulleted lists.