With 2013 in the rear view mirror and 2014 beginning, it is a time for goals and New Year’s resolutions to be made. These goals and resolutions can result in new habits being formed or old habits being broken. For your...
While in the throes of fresh postpartum hormones, I would breakdown if I thought about what it would be like now for Logan to get RSV or even worse -- COVID-19 with all its respiratory ills.
Until that 10 percent becomes five percent, and the five percent becomes part of the success story, my Octobers will now include a letter to the U.S. Secretary of Education requesting the financial support our LD students deserve, a letter to my local school board demanding the resources our educators need, Oktoberfest beer, and if I'm being completely honest, a few overpriced pumpkin-spice lattes.
She'd lay old, white bed linens on the couch -- layers of them -- and lay down because she was bleeding so heavy no pad or tampon could contain it. The sheets and her clothes would be stained with blood when she got up. When that particular bleeding "episode" eased, she'd get up and put everything in the washing machine.
Self-care is not a luxury when raising a child(ren) with special needs. It is downright essential to your well being and to the well being of your family. Pouring from an empty cup is the least of our worries when you think about it: Self-care, or taking your child to an appointment with the specialist that took six months to get? And boom . . . down the list it goes once again.
On the outside, most people would never know. I get up each morning, get myself and my child dressed, take my child to school, and then go to work. I’m a reliable, hard-working employee. I work hard to be the best mom and wife that I can be. But, I have depression and anxiety.
With the beginning of a new year, no matter how much we tell ourselves we will focus on more noble things, the reality is that many of us are focused on the following: I need to lose those 10...