I am republishing this post from February 21, 2010 for two reasons.
I think it is pretty darned funny with almost a year of separation from the incident, and
The company that takes the photos is still, almost a year later, trying to convince me to
FXSmom over at Fragile What!? had a great idea to share memories of her life with Fragile X so I've decided to join in as well. I'm going to cheat for my first post though. I wrote this in 2006 about two weeks into our journey. Reading it makes me an
(This is an FX Memory, from before I knew I was a carrier.)
I've struggled with depression since my teens, possibly longer but it was in my teens that I first recognized it for what it was. For ten years I muddled along and then I simply could no
My twist on that once ubiquitous "25 Things" meme on Facebook. This has been in draft form for a while. Obviously. Sometimes it takes me a while to sort things out in my head. We're nearly 4 years into our journey and I'm still figuring out how
This is a Fragile X Memory from before our Fragile X diagnosis.
At Monkey's 12 month check-up his pediatrician was a bit concerned about his lack of babbling. She asked us to set up another check-up for 15 months so that we could gauge his progres
(This is an FX Memory, from before I knew I was a carrier, read Part one here: A migraine saved my life.)
After my intake evaluation it was a relief to finally be told that they wanted to admit me. My parents were totally shell shocked by how badly
This was written in 2006, about 3 weeks post diagnosis.
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"A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step." - Confucius
Though, sometimes, it begins with a phone call.
Last week we received a call that freed us from weeks of worries bu
When the IEP team was discussing the vision statement for the next 5 years we had comments to insert but we largely let the rest of the team write that section because Duhdee and I are not 5 year planners. Duhdee and I are big picture visionaries.
Posts about my previous treatment for depression can be found here: Part 1 and Part 2.
I am not sure this really was round two for me. I had struggled with depression for so long before I hit bottom and needed treatment in my mid-20's but it was
My friend Holly commented recently that she's noticed that it's the wrong parents who are questioning their parenting skills. That got me thinking...
I'll never be a good enough parent and I'll sure as hell never be a great one and I don't want to b
Happy Mother’s Day to you, too. Hope you had a nice day.