Life Rearranged

Food & Water Supply: Home Safety Week {giveaway}

jeannett — Tue, 18 Jun 2013 14:11:17 +0000

(Go HERE for all Home Safety Week posts.)

Okay, so you’re on board for getting your family ready for an emergency?

Good.

In an effort to keep this as non-overwhelming as possible, I’m breaking up our tasks into more manageable bites. Baby steps.

Today we will tackle food and water supply.

Did you know you can survive for several weeks without food, but only 3 days without water? Scary.

You can print this list out by clicking HERE.

The list itself is pretty self explanatory, but there are a couple of things I want to chat with you about.

WATER:

As for water storage, you can buy commercially bottled water from the grocery store and that’s easy. We happened to MAJORLY score when we randomly found those two blue water storage jugs at a yard sale, and we inherited the black one from Andy’s dad. Using giant jugs works better for us, because it allows us to have 18 gallons of water without having to store lots of smaller jugs of water. The one downside to water storage containers is that they must first be cleaned and sanitized…and ideally the water should be dumped and refilled every 6 months. Not a huge deal for us (thank you iPhone reminders!), and worth it to save on space.

We also have water purification tablets. Just in case the Zombie Apocalypse lasts longer than 3 days.

FOOD:

A few years ago, I was out shopping and randomly decided to buy some “non-perishable” foods for an emergency kit. It wasn’t researched, thought out, or even planned in advance. I just kinda started putting things in my cart that I thought would work. When I decided to tackle Home Safety Week, I pulled out my haphazard food kit and was SHOCKED to find that every single food item (and some of my first aid stuff) was expired. Like, 2 years expired. Grrrrr….

I was frustrated because it meant that not only was I throwing away uneaten food, but it meant that I had to replace it all.

A waste of food, my time AND my money.

Plus, when I started to do the math…6 people in my family…times 3 meals per day…times 3 days…that was 54 meals I had to put together.

54 meals is a lot of food. It’s a lot of cans. That take up a lot of room.

That I have to re-buy every few years (even if I remembered to rotate it out to avoid throwing it away, it still means spending the money over and over again!).

I had seen these ARK Readiness Kits before, and while I knew they were a good idea, I was hesitant to spend the money at first.

Until I realized that buying 54 meals…and rotating it out to avoid spoilage…would actually cost me MORE to put together my own food supply.

The more I looked into the ARK food kit, the more I was sure it was a better fit for my family. It has a shelf life of 20 years, comes in a weatherproof bucket, and has 330 servings of food! One and done. No more thinking about it, it doesn’t take up a ton of space, and it has more than enough food for our family.

I contacted the fine folks at TheReadyProject and asked if they would like to collaborate for Home Safety Week. Lucky for us, they were game!

TheReadyProject.com is offering ONE lucky reader the opportunity to win one ARK Readiness Kit! There are a few ways to enter, and I’ll pull a winner on Saturday, June 22.

And not only that, but they are offering readers 40% off (that’s a lot!!!) with code HomeSafetyWeek (thru June 25). They don’t offer discount codes often, so if you are interested, you should take advantage while you can!
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Disclosure: The Ready Project provided my family with product and the giveaway item in exchange for sponsored content. I approached them because it seemed like a perfect fit. But the truth is, whether you buy an ARK kit or not, I think we are all mostly concerned that your family is emergency ready. Whatever that looks like for you.

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I'm a mom to four. A wife to one. I believe in story. I love telling you about mine and would love to hear yours. There's really no sense in wasting our suffering and not sharing in each other's joy. We're all in this together...even if it doesn't always feel like it.

7 Reasons You’re Probably Not Ready: Home Safety Week

jeannett — Mon, 17 Jun 2013 14:09:26 +0000

The series I’m hosting this week is a little out of the ordinary for this space.

It’s certainly not like the series I typically host.

But honestly…I think it may be one of the most important blog topics I ever write about. Albeit, not the sexiest.

You know those things that you know you NEED to do? You really gotta get around to it. It nags at you in the middle of the night. Little thought bubbles pop up en route to school drop off. You keep putting it off, but you start feeling realllllly guilty that you still don’t have your act together.

The monkey screeches louder.

Living in California, the images coming out of Haiti after that giant earthquake, made me realize that if there were ever a major disaster, we would not be ready. AT ALL. Like, seriously at all. It would be bad.

But I kept putting it off. And off. And off. I’d do it next week. After things calmed down. Once I got through (fill in the blank)…

Can I tell you something?…THE EARTHQUAKE IN HAITI WAS THREE YEARS AGO!!!!!

And I still hadn’t gotten my act together. I was toying fate. For sure. ”Next Week” my lily white arse.

Eventually (like, last month…), I decided enough was enough, I HAD to muster up the energy to be prepared. This was ridiculous, and I’d never forgive myself if I “missed the deadline”. As I started researching what we needed, I realized that there were probably lots of of other families out there just like us.

I want to encourage you to get that monkey off your back. To check it off your mental to-do list. To sleep a little better at night knowing you’ve at least done your part. We have so very little control over these sorts of things…

And then there was the devastation in Moore, OK. And all I could think of were the faces of my children and how absolutely HORRID I would feel if we were in a serious emergency, and they would look up at me telling me they were hungry, and I’d be like “Well, I didn’t have time to put together an emergency kit, but I did paint our coffee table a cool color!” Gah.

I’ve brainstormed the top 7 reasons (I can think of) that families aren’t emergency ready, even when they know that it’s one of the most important things they can do:

1. I’m Busy/I’ll Do It Next Week-itis

Putting together all of the elements for an emergency preparedness kit/supply can be time consuming. It’s a pretty long list of stuff, and let’s face it: Life is BUSY. We keep thinking it will slow down…just after we get through end of school…after soccer season…once we muddle through the holidays…but the truth is that life never slows down, it just changes course. You have got to carve out the time…the time you seriously do. not. have…for this. Because natural disasters, fires, and zombie apocalypses do not care that you were busy and were planning on knocking this out next week.

2. It’s Expensive/We Can’t Afford It

Money is the worst. I hate money. And this is one of those real life things that is a tangible issue. Products cost money and sometimes there really are only so many dollars in the bank account and that’s all there is to it. I get it. Truly. But this is serious. You can find ways to cut your costs (and we’ll talk about them later in the week), but honestly…if you were truly in a devastating situation, what would you say to your babies when they told you they were thirsty? Money sucks, but in a time like that, those $200 (or whatever it ends up being) would be worth EVERY COPPER PENNY and then some. This is seriously one of those “you just gotta bite the bullet things”. There really is no other way to put it. Picture your babies.

3. It’s Overwhelming

You’re telling me! As I researched for this series, I almost threw in the towel myself (again). Google “emergency preparedness list” and you’ll run away from your computer crying hysterically. It can be a lot. Too much. And then you start freaking out about numbers 1 and 2 up there and it gets ugly real quick. Lucky for you, I soldiered through and will have manageable lists you can print out and use as a resource. They may not be exhaustive, but I culled it down to the essentials. Don’t stress. I got your back. We’ll do this in small chunks every day.

4. ”Well, we’re kinda ready…”

I have gauze and antibiotic ointment and bandages in my house already. There are plenty of granola bars in the pantry. I mean, the gauze is in the upstairs bathroom…the bandages are in the kitchen cupboard…I think the ointment might be in the junk drawer…or is it in the kids’ bathroom?…wait…who ate the last Clif bar?!

You might be tempted to check something off the list because you technically own most of the supplies already…but unless it’s all in one, easily accessible spot (and isn’t three quarters empty because you’ve been using it)…I don’t think that counts as being emergency ready. If you can’t find it quickly when your son scrapes his knee, you’re sure as heck not gonna find it when everything is upside down. (Or is that just our house?)

5. It’s Boring

I know. It’s SO tempting to scroll right through every post I publish this week. I can think of about a million other things I’d rather spend my day doing. But…you know. To help make it less boring, I’ve made printable lists for you. That are colorful. And use pretty fonts. Problem solved.

6. I Feel Like I’m Getting Ready for the Zombie Apocalypse

When you set out to legitimately get your home and family prepared for any emergency, you start to feel really neurotic. You find yourself running through scenarios…escape routes…plans…and you know what? That’s a good thing. Even if it can feel like you are turning into a Doomsday Prepper.

7. I Don’t Want To Freak Out The Kids

Henry is the kind of kid who will process through stuff for days to the point of freaking himself out. I get this. But again, it’s worth it. We’ll hash out some ways to talk to kids about home safety in a way that hopefully will keep the fear to a minimum. But if the unthinkable happens, you’ll be glad you talked to them about the Hard Stuff even if it was scary while you did it. Talking about a plan before you need it is scary. Having a plan when you need it is empowering.

So there you have it. Every day this week we will tackle one element of Home Safety (did you know that June is Home Safety Month? I actually didn’t, but it worked out pretty nicely, didn’t it?!).

Will you commit to doing this with me this week? Will you FINALLY get it done? No more putting it off. No more excuses. At the risk of being dramatic, I want you to seriously think about what you would say to your kids if you were in a terrible situation. Would you know right where to go? Would you have what they needed? If the answer is “not really”, I want to encourage you…no, URGE you…to do this with me this week.

(Pssst…a couple of high value giveaways later in the week could help get you ready!)

And at the risk of sounding super self-promotional, I would encourage you to ask your friends the same thing. It’s not about blog traffic…it’s about desperately wanting everyone to have their ducks in a Zombie Apocalypse row.

Are you ready? If not, why not? (No, really. I want to know.)

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Sunday Smiles

jeannett — Sun, 16 Jun 2013 14:05:39 +0000

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InstaFriday

jeannett — Fri, 14 Jun 2013 13:36:00 +0000

Every week seems SO busy.

And I often forget to slow down to enjoy it all.

But then I look back at my instagrams, and I’m reminded of how much love and sweetness was tucked in there.

(I’m jeannettg on insta if you want to follow.)

Summer schedules are kinda killing me so far.

This is what I had to jostle awake to pick up Jill from therapy. Right smack during morning nap.

Mid afternoon nap was a repeat…to pick Lucy up from preschool.

Poor kid.

But the toes and the bottom all scrunched up? It’s almost more than I can bear.

A few more shots from Henry’s birthday party.

It really was a lot of fun.

I bought a case of Gatorade and a case of water for the kids to drink.

This was how we got the ice chest from our car to the shop.

In related news, he’s so stinkin’ cute. That face slays me. Also, he has the world’s most perfect eyebrows.

Now that the newborn fog has lifted, and I feel like I’m MAYBE starting to get my bearings and actually behaving like a normal human being…I can actually wear cute clothes.

I mean, not EVERY DAY because let’s not overdo it or anything, but it’s a process.

My new pink and gold necklace from Caroline G? I want to marry it.

Just you wait until I show you the mint and gold one.

It might even inspire me to wear cute clothes like TWICE a week!
Summer nights playing basketball in the driveway are the best.

Ending it with some Mochi ice cream is my favorite.

Ryley has a haaaard life.

It’s super sad. Having to lie there. Get her picture taken. After the injustices of a haircut and shampoo at the groomer.

Henry found my projector from my old drawing days. Old, as in, pretty much high school. OOOOOLLLLLDDDD. Ancient times.

He holed up in his room with an airplane book and then announced that he was setting up an art gallery. Appropriately named “Henry’s Art Gallery”. In my hallway. Right.

He specifically asked me to take a picture next to his “artwork”. Later, he used post it notes to price each of his masterpieces.

When I made some comment about how it was fun to see him using his imagination and playing, he got really serious and told me that “No, Mom. These are for sale. When people come over to our house they can see my gallery and buy my art. And I’ll save the money to buy something cool.”

A) I have no idea where he ever heard of such things as art galleries and the notion of buying art. Folks, we’re about as much into Art as we are into breeding aardvarks. Or something else even more random. These new fangled schools and all their new fangled ideas!

B) His artwork ranged from $1.00 to $50.00. High hopes kid.

I got radishes in my CSA box this week.

Instagram told me to slice them and soak them in ice water and eat them with salt. It was so yummy, said Instagram. Delicious! decreed Instagram.

Instagram is a LIAR.

So, when you blog for a while, your inbox starts to fill up with random emails from random companies asking you to tell your readers about all manner of random.

Translation: you get a whole lot more spam. It’s super fun.

But every once in a while, you’ll see the words “Disney’s Monsters University” and “etnies”…and just as you’re about to hit delete, you decide to read it. Then you see that they want to send your kids character shoes. And you’re about to hit that delete button anyway because you’re really not into character shoes AT ALL. In fact, when your boy tried to buy Spiderman shoes last year, you plied him with promises of candy if he would agree to the plain shoes. Don’t judge.

But I was intrigued at the idea of a respected skate company partnering with Disney.

I am SO glad I didn’t delete! You guys. These are possibly some of the cutest shoes in the history of shoes. Sulley’s arms wrapping up??? I die.

The whole line is here. Love the Mike Wazowski version too.

(P.S. I wasn’t required to blog about them…but obvs that’s what they hope I’ll do. And these are too fun to not tell you about!)

Good thing etnies sent me some shoes, because it looks like this kid is officially a walker.

Which is super annoying.

Lu and Hen walked really early too but I was secretly hoping the Caboose would be happy to be carried around longer.

If ever I thought he was hard to keep track of before...I’m so hosed.

Also, he likes to steal things from his siblings. Because his mother hasn’t taught him manners yet.

Okay, your turn!

How was your week? Grab a button, link up, and visit one another!

Oh…and just a quick note: next week I’ll be hosting a series that I think is important…and there will be some high value giveaways, so you might want to check back in, kay?

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Henry’s Skate Park Party

jeannett — Thu, 13 Jun 2013 16:22:25 +0000

Henry’s birthday is actually on June 23rd, but we have a hectic summer, so we opted to have his party early. Plus, inviting people to summer birthdays can be hard…people travel and have plans, or so I’ve learned.

When he found out you could have your birthday party at the skate park, it was pretty much a done deal. That’s what he wanted. Lucky for him, this mama loved the idea too. No cleaning my house before? No cleaning my house after? No worrying about decor and themes and activities? I mean, seriously.

Party prep was little more than running to Walmart the night before for $5 worth of a plastic tablecloth and some paper plates and napkins.

Sign me up.

Long ago he asked for a new skateboard. There wasn’t so much anything wrong with his old one, but there were some cool green wheels he’s been eyeing in that glass case for months now. He pretty much made sure they were still there every time we walked through the shop. I pretty much stressed that they would be sold one day.

We headed to the shop a few minutes before the party started so that he could pick out all of the elements for his new board and have it put together for first use at his party. A skateboard looks like a pretty simple gig, but there are a million different pieces (okay, like 6, but still).

I try to work it out with family to pitch in for one joint gift. Not only does this mean your kid can get something you would normally think was too expensive, but it works out that you only add ONE more toy/thing to the stash of junk in your house. Score.

Watching it all get put together is pretty much Little Boy Heaven.

He even got to help a little bit.

Moms are SO annoying.

(Pssst, that cute felt Happy Birthday banner was only $4.99 at Target! Eeek!)

I even cheated and ordered cupcakes from the bakery downstairs. If you know me at all, you know that this is really out of character for me. The week leading up to his party was BUSY. Like, too busy for even simple cupcake baking. It was REALLY nice to just walk over and pick them up.

Besides, how cotton pickin’ cute did that turn out???!!!

I made sure it was green.

Because of course it had to be.

Trying out the new board.

It’s all very exciting.

The kids wheeled around happily.

Easiest party ever.

No one even broke a bone or anything.

About halfway through the party, Mr. Dan offered to do a few tricks for the kids.

He rounded up the crew and made them sit.

Please note Henry. At attention. Hanging on every word.

He gives no one else that kind of attention. No one. Mr. Dan is the coolest in all the land.

And so began the Jumping of the Boards.

Which is kind of like the Running of the Bulls. Only totally different.

You should have heard the kids….”Ooooohhhhhhh….” ”Aaaaaaahhhhhh….”

(Look at the girls…totally unimpressed! Ha!)

Like I said, Mr. Dan is the coolest.

I can’t even stand on the dang thing.

More boards were stacked…

Kids watched in awe. Mamas yapped. Dads hung back.

Finally the stack was 6 boards high.

Henry’s new board the piece de resistance.

(Also note that it already has a giant gash in it. Apparently this is normal. Oy.)

Mr. Dan asked me if he could jump over Henry.

Look at that face. Nervous excitement. It’s too much.

This kid. Man I love him.

And then “two” kids!

NBD.
A few Costco pizzas fed the hungry crowd and we finished off the morning with singing and cake.

This was seriously the best, easiest, funnest birthday party ever.

“Mom. That party wasn’t cool. It was AWESOME!!!!!”

Happy birthday Buddy. You’re pretty awesome too. Thanks for being our kid. Even if you do weird things like skateboard. And then you’re all sweaty. Because you’re a gross boy. But you’re a cute gross boy so I guess I’ll take it.

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MTL Once More

jeannett — Tue, 11 Jun 2013 12:36:26 +0000

Mique (as in Mickey) is one of my favorite people. I only get to see her a couple times a year. Which is not often enough. Boo to California being such a gigantic state!

Anyway, she hosts a great summer series with guest bloggers called Funner in the Summer. (This. Need to do this.)

Do you read Miq’s blog? You need to. It has great recipes, crafts, and some of the cutest free printables in all the land.

Today, I’m over in her space sharing about Muffin Tin Lunch.

I know I’ve talked about it here before, but she has like 80 gazillion readers, so I figured I could reduce, reuse, recycle.

Plus, it’s really the perfect summer lunch for kids.

And my craftiness is limited to following tutorials OTHER people have written. Not creating them myself.

So MTL it is.

Besides, there’s the picture of Jill looking like a hot mess.

Golden.

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On Sharing

jeannett — Mon, 10 Jun 2013 13:04:57 +0000

I just ushered my daughter back into her bed for the 7th time tonight.

Her sister, who shares a room, has been tucked back in as many times.

Scratch that… make it 8 times.

I’ve read 6 bedtime stories, thrown a load of laundry in the wash, been to the grocery store, bandaged a wound, slapped together dinner, and stepped on a Lego creation that took hours to build, but only moments to pierce my foot. Cue tears from the boy.

I’ve also hosted a birthday party and gotten into a Super Soaker water gun fight with my son in the middle of the street.

And that doesn’t include the everyday basics of breakfasts, lunches, dinners, snacks, diapers, noses, scrapes, bruises, and assorted tears.

And the chickens. Fed those too. And the dogs. And the cat. And Abraham. The goldfish that won’t die.

Read the rest of the post at The Writer Revived where I’m guest posting today…

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Sunday Smiles

jeannett — Sun, 09 Jun 2013 13:54:32 +0000

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InstaFriday

jeannett — Fri, 07 Jun 2013 13:20:25 +0000

You know…sometimes I think “Dang, that was a TOUGH week.”

And then I sit down to do InstaFriday…and I see all the sweet goofy moments. And it was still a hard week. But there was beauty too. I like that Instagram helps me see that week after week.

I’m jeannettg on Instagram if you want to follow along!

Ketchup packets annoy me.

Much too small.

And yes, so many of you told me about the big ones at Chic Fil A…too bad we don’t have one.

Sad trombone.

We do, however, have a Wienerschnitzel.

Which is so disgusting. Disgustingly good.

Don’t have one? It’s basically fast food covered in chili.

I can only allow myself to eat there about three times a year for fear of having a heart attack on the spot.

It’s so wrong. Yet so right.

I like baby toes best, but I can make an exception.

I actually bought these at a yard sale…6 years ago when Henry was a baby!

Hand me downs rock.

Also, ankle rolls.

We squeezed in a trip to Disneyland since our passes are about to have a bunch of blackout dates for summer. Which is fine because who wants to go to Disneyland in the hot crowds?

“Not I”, said the introvert.

Fun fact: I like roller coasters. Toss me around. Upside down. Yay. Put me on the Jumpin’ Jellyfish thing for little kids that takes me all slow and steady high in the sky? Dying. Freaking out. A ferris wheel would do me in. Forever.

A husband that travels a lot is the worst.

A husband who travels a lot but racks up hotel points makes it a little better. A little.

We decided to take the kids to the pool for a short bit the first night.

This girl? RAN to the pool.

Not kidding. RAN.

Every picture I tried to take was straight up blurry.

She loooooooves water play.

My little pig-tailed fish.

The story behind this: So, I get souvenir memorabilia. But what kills me is the stuff that I cannot imagine you EVER wearing anywhere outside of the park. EVER.

Case in point: this tire hat. (It’s a tire from Luigi’s…you know, in Cars?)

First of all, it’s hideous and weird.

Second…it’s hideous and weird.

I put one on to demonstrate said hideous weirdness.

Tess immediately exclaimed that I looked just like Lucy in that old picture of her wearing the werewolf beanie thing.

Truth.

Disneyland makes me cry.

I have so much to say about this.

But it will wait. I think it deserves its own post.

For now…you can see how cotton pickin’ excited she was.

Also, the jean shorts and the eyelet top? I die.

Teacups.

Making people puke since 1955.

Notice how I am not on it.

Cousins are way nicer than parents.

The Disney fun ended and was immediately followed up with Jilly’s IEP.

IEP’s are no fun. Truthfully, we’ve had pretty pleasant experiences both times so far…but it’s just stressful. Because it can so easily go the other way.

Last minute Special Ed law cramming from these books. It’s good to be prepared. This stuff is muy complicado.

2.5 long hours later, Jill will be in an inclusion preschool next year. I’m super excited for this. Being around typically developing peers will help her so much. She likes to mimic others, so being in a regular class will be so good for her speech. We also increased her individual speech time, and are beginning work with a behavioral therapist at home soon. Most of her “behaviors” are based on her frustration not being able to communicate, so speech will naturally be a huge part of that. We are hitting it from all sides!

I think next year will be a huge year for her. I can’t wait to see where she is by Kinder!

And after all of that, we started swim lessons!

We found a place that does aquatic therapy, which we may look into for Jill…but they also do private group swim lessons.

Is it way more expensive than the lessons through the city? Yes. As in, triple.

BUT.

They can accommodate Jill.

So everyone gets to learn. She doesn’t have to sit and just watch. Which would basically mean a tantrum. And frankly, it would be cruel on my part to make her sit out and watch. Legit cruel.

She giggled non-stop when it was her turn.

Worth every penny.

Our week was crazy. Mostly good crazy, but still crazy.

How was yours?

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Summer Simplicity & Speech

jeannett — Thu, 06 Jun 2013 14:10:05 +0000

Yesterday was Henry’s first official day of Summer.

Today is Jill’s.

Summer is here in all it’s crazy, non stop, impossibly busy glory.

Late spring and summer are always insanely busy for us. Between birthdays (all FOUR kids have back to back birthdays!), anniversaries, college graduations, and lake vacations, every weekend is booked solid between mid June and end of August. Plus, stuff mid week.

Most of it is fun stuff. But still STUFF.

To counter balance the whirlwind of STUFF, I go out of my way to purposely keep the times we aren’t running around super duper simple.

When we aren’t heading out somewhere, you’ll find us on a quilt in the backyard. Sprinklers. Trampolines. Slip n Slides. Art projects.

Simple. Simple. Simple.

We won’t leave the house. We won’t put on shoes.

And you know what happens when you force yourself to slow down and go simple?

You capture sweet moments.

And your mama heart threatens to explode into a million bitty pieces.

Case in point:

These three.

They bicker. All. day. long. If ever I lose my mind, it is because of this.

Lu and Hen the most…and while Jill isn’t ignored by her siblings, she’s often just kinda there. In the periphery. Not shunned, but not necessarily included either, if that makes sense.

But not this day.

This day they played a silly game.

All three.

Together.

This does not happen often. Jill’s special needs often preclude her from the crazy running around insanity that the other two like best.

But today, they snacked on MTL, and I watched this scene in which Jill was not only a participant, but the ring leader.

She would stuff her mouth…with blueberries, I think.

And then…that bitty little blonde…such a sweet delicate flower…would pretend to burp.

Mouth wide open.

Loud.

The Bigs would yell and fall backwards from the sheer force of such intense gastrointestinal nasty.

And she…she would laugh hysterically.

Because she had a talent.

So proud of herself.

Cognitively delayed? Sure. A little. But lately, I’m finding more and more that her delays aren’t so much cognitive as they are that she cannot communicate effectively. Plus, she can’t move her body as she would like.

When you can’t walk or talk, you’re left with a body that won’t cooperate with you.

And that is frustrating. For her. For me. For all of us somedays.

And so today, at our IEP this morning, I will be pushing for more speech therapy. I’ve heard murmurings that it will be denied for budgetary reasons. I don’t know.

What I do know is that she Gets It. So so so much. You just don’t realize it because she can’t tell you.

But I can.

And as her mama, I will tell her story for her.

Because everything hinges on my girl being able to tell her own story. May it be with words, pictures, pointing, or signs…she has a story to tell inside of her.

I see it every day.

But I want to hear her story too.

I will.

And that day will be glorious.

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