Entry Sixty Four- Chronic Stress

Being totally transparent, I went back on anxiety medication. I slowly realized that I was no longer feeling like myself and that I wanted to feel better. I don’t feel stigmatized by having to take medication, but maybe subconsciously I had prided myself on being able to manage my anxiety with exercise, writing, and therapyContinue reading “Entry Sixty Four- Chronic Stress”

Entry Sixty Three- “Fix You”

“When you try your best, but you don’t succeed When you get what you want but not what you need When you feel so tired, but you can’t sleep Stuck in reverse And the tears come streaming down your face When you lose something, you can’t replace When you love someone, but it goes toContinue reading “Entry Sixty Three- “Fix You””

Entry Sixty Two- “Interesting”

I have thought about that pediatric neurologist a lot since we left her office that day. I have thought about why she would have selected that particular field of medicine given her seemingly lack of compassion or consideration for her patients and their families. (For Reference see Entry Fifty Nine- Feeling Acknowledged). It didn’t makeContinue reading “Entry Sixty Two- “Interesting””

Entry Fifty Seven- A Cereal Moment

Oprah: …I am thinking back to when I was asked to list my favorite moments from The Oprah Winfrey Show. It wasn’t so much the big shows, the surprises or the famous guests- it was the quiet conversations. And the Cheerios girl is always one of the first to come to mind. An eleven-year-old girlContinue reading “Entry Fifty Seven- A Cereal Moment”

Entry Fifty Five- Support Groups

After Oscar was first diagnosed, I was made aware of several different support groups relevant to our new situation. My parents eagerly joined these groups. I was a lot more hesitant. Perhaps I was in denial… By the time Oscar was 4months old we had been through a lot and had learned of both ofContinue reading “Entry Fifty Five- Support Groups”

Entry Fifty Three- An Analogy

Consider a fire at an elementary school. A veteran firefighter can walk right up to the flames and put them out, business as usual. In contrast, a first-grader witnessing his classroom burst into flames will experience minutes of intense fear, confusion and helplessness….a fifth grader in a different part of the building didn’t feel asContinue reading “Entry Fifty Three- An Analogy”

Entry Fifty One- Sunday

That quintessential lazy Sunday morning we almost never experience as a family because my husband is usually at work. This past Sunday was different, my husband was home and we all stayed in our pyjamas until almost 10:00am! We started the morning with a nice breakfast and then Olivia was asking to see some picturesContinue reading “Entry Fifty One- Sunday”

Entry Fifty – Stories

I think we all tell stories. We want to have control of our own narrative. The stories we choose to tell are the stories we want believed by others and by ourselves. “One system creates a story for public consumption, and if we tell that story often enough, we are likely to start believing thatContinue reading “Entry Fifty – Stories”

Entry Forty Nine- One of the Million Tiny Losses is You

In Entry Thirty Five- A Million Tiny Losses I talk about all of the small losses that I experience daily. I am sure that many of you can also relate to these losses. But there is one big loss that I failed to mention…me. There are a million tiny losses experienced by all special needsContinue reading “Entry Forty Nine- One of the Million Tiny Losses is You”

Entry Forty Eight- My Alias

Sharing can be scary and believe it or not, I am scared of sharing. I still prefer to hide behind my “@arealmomstory” alias. Many of my social media “friends” from my personal social media accounts are unaware of my “real mom story”. In my posts I reveal my deepest thoughts and currently I am onlyContinue reading “Entry Forty Eight- My Alias”