Allergy & Clinical Immunology appointment for both the boys today. No surprises the oldest is still allergic to peanuts. But we did add something new to the mix this time- cold induced urticaria. We have started seeing him break out into hives with exposure to the cold this winter, just like his dad.
This kid turns 7 tomorrow. I went into labour and 8:30pm and had him 5 hours later. He is a speedy kid, always wanting to grow up faster, run faster, read faster, write faster, and learn faster. Sometimes I wish we could slow him down for a minute, but at the end of the day I wouldn’t have him any other way. Happy Birthday small-but-mighty ❤️
Dyslexic grad student win! Kindle has a long way to go to make all of their e-readers accessible and user friendly, but this model is reducing the weight of textbooks I have to carry around while giving my dyslexic brain a break!
This is the hour I was first able to open my eyes and hold my first born son after having an emergency C-section. I had no idea the beauty and chaos he would add to my life. I see so much of myself in him. Sometimes I want to protect him from the harsh realities of life, but I realize that this is not always supportive. I want him to have the best chance for love, fulfilment, independence and personal success. I don’t want to hold him back, I want to support his independence. I am afraid that the world will not understand him. I am afraid that the world will not give two f@$&s. I loath the bullies that relentlessly gain their security on the backs of kids that become easy targets for sarcasm and ridicule. I ache when my son finds his value in their taunting. I rejoice when he can see his worth as being more than a flippant joke at his expense and see his beauty and strength as being held in being himself. People must see beyond the furrowed brows and critical revelations to see his compassion and big heart. He is sensitive, analytical, and wants desperately to be helpful. He does best with positive reinforcement where he is surrounded by people who see his worth and can look beyond first impressions. I love this kid and I am honoured to be his mom. When it comes down to it, he is probably more disabled by the attitudes of those around him than he is by living with Autism. Happy Birthday kiddo. I love you.