TGIF

January 23, 2009

TGIF

Even though it was a short "work" week (Matt had off Monday and Tuesday), it was still LONG and I am so excited the weekend is upon us. The kids are both feeling much better, Matt fought off getting sick and I am just about healed. Now if only spring would arrive and we could play outside - that would be perfect.

The melatonin is still the miracle drug in our household. Waverly has been falling asleep within 15 minutes since we started her on it. She still wakes up in the middle of the night, but we are able to get her back to sleep. It has been so nice for Matt & I to have some time together at night.

Oliver has conquered a new sign this week: "music". It is so exciting to watch him learn how to communicate...even if it's not through his speech.

Comments

Christine said…

Good news! Have a blessed weekend!

January 23, 2009 at 8:39 PM

Unknown said…

I'm so glad to hear that you and the kids are feeling better and I pray Matt's body will be enabled to fight off getting sick! Isn't Melatonin great! It's helping Waverly get to sleep quicker and it's helping you and Matt have some time together in the evenings. Two benefits/one pill.
Love you!!
Debby

January 24, 2009 at 10:48 PM

Welcome to Holland

By Emily Perl Kingsley

I am often asked to describe the experience of raising a child with a disability - to try to help people who have not shared that unique experience to understand it, to imagine how it would feel. It's like this......When you're going to have a baby, it's like planning a fabulous vacation trip - to Italy. You buy a bunch of guide books and make your wonderful plans. The Coliseum. The Michelangelo David. The gondolas in Venice. You may learn some handy phrases in Italian. It's all very exciting.After months of eager anticipation, the day finally arrives. You pack your bags and off you go. Several hours later, the plane lands. The stewardess comes in and says, "Welcome to Holland.""Holland?!?" you say. "What do you mean Holland?? I signed up for Italy! I'm supposed to be in Italy. All my life I've dreamed of going to Italy."But there's been a change in the flight plan. They've landed in Holland and there you must stay.The important thing is that they haven't taken you to a horrible, disgusting, filthy place, full of pestilence, famine and disease. It's just a different place.So you must go out and buy new guide books. And you must learn a whole new language. And you will meet a whole new group of people you would never have met.It's just a different place. It's slower-paced than Italy, less flashy than Italy. But after you've been there for a while and you catch your breath, you look around.... and you begin to notice that Holland has windmills....and Holland has tulips. Holland even has Rembrandts.But everyone you know is busy coming and going from Italy... and they're all bragging about what a wonderful time they had there. And for the rest of your life, you will say "Yes, that's where I was supposed to go. That's what I had planned."And the pain of that will never, ever, ever, ever go away... because the loss of that dream is a very very significant loss.But... if you spend your life mourning the fact that you didn't get to Italy, you may never be free to enjoy the very special, the very lovely things ... about Holland.