I hope it evens out …

We have been having ups and downs with our weather in Southern California lately. Mild, cold with rain or summer heat … sometimes all rolled in to ONE WEEK! Saturday I was freezing all day. It was so cold (well, for us it was anyway). Now today it was so hot I think my sweat was sweating (I really hope that’s not even possible). Don’t get me wrong, I love the heat but I like the process of getting used to it. I love how summer weather comes on gradually and how the heat creeps in day after summer day. Not this BAM it time to sweat the day after BOOM get those parkas out. It’s down right crazy making.

Well, I hope you all had a day where things evened out!!!

If I can, I will …

I have always taught my children that if there is something that they can do that eases someone’s anxiety, then they should do it. Especially if it is either of minimal effort or if THEY are virtually the only ones who could alleviate the stressor.

On more than one occasion I have had information withheld from me that could have relieved me of much stress in my life. Especially had it had been delivered in a timely manner. Yes, someone (or someones) have knowingly, willingly and purposefully withheld information from me that could have spared me a lot of emotional discomfort. Most of this stress-relieving information eventually made its way back to me. But when it finally did, I realized how little my feelings can mean to another person … and just how controlling they could be.

So, I have raised my children with the understanding that this kind of behavior is wrong. I want them to be aware that people can be under enormous amounts of stress that can be harming them both physically and emotionally. And if they hold the key to bidding the stress away from another then they, as good humans, should make every effort to do so as quickly as possible. Heck. We all should.

Well, I hope you all have a day where decide that if you CAN, you WILL!!!

I wish I had a clone … or 4 …

Most days I have a handle on things. Or rather, I’d like to believe I do. I am good about bowing out of things or saying “no thank you” or “I can’t” when I absolutely know I can’t handle something. But then there are those times when things just pile up. With four kids it just happens without much effort sometimes … and I’m left scratching my head wondering how I’m going to pull things off.

Well, I hope you all have a day where you wish you could be cloned … twice!!! 

Happy Blogiversary (I AM REALLY GLAD I DID IT) … 

Holy. Moly. Guess what today is?!?! Oh this questioning on my part never works, HA! You would think after four years (4 YEARS) I would learn. And yes, THAT is it! Today is my 4 year BLOGIVERSARY on my original Facebook blog LIVING IN LALA LAND!!! Can you believe it?!?! Another question, I just can’t quit!
Anyway, I can’t believe it’s been that long. 4 YEARS and over 1,400 blog entries later, I still remember my friends trying to convince me do to it. A daily blog to find hope in EACH NEW DAY?!?! How could I commit to such a HUGE undertaking?!?! Is it EVEN possible to do such a thing?!?! To be THAT hopeful even on days I didn’t feel that I could be. Or wanted to be! As many reservations that I initially had about starting that little daily blog, I can tell you now, that I have no regrets. It has been life changing in the most wonderful way.
I do tend to have a happier and more hopeful disposition than most people I meet (I blame my mother). However, I do have my bad days, weeks, even months! Being hopeful, especially every day, has not been easy for me. But I choose to be anyway. Do I get sad and down? Do I struggle, worry and cry? ABSOLFREAKINLUTELY. But I also, deep down, truly believe that life is magnificent. I believe that dreams come true, that nothing is impossible and that love will always prevail. I believe life, even in its’ darkest and most disappointing times, is still worth giving it a hopeful shot at WOW-ing us. And blogging helps remind me of all of that. Living in LaLa Land and Living and Running in LaLa Land have been two of life’s greatest surprises and gifts for me. Both of which I can no longer imagine my life without.
I would like to thank everyone who continues to follow me on both Facebook and WordPress. I am humbled by your commitment to me and I am inspired to write because of your tenacity to find hope in each new day. You are what keeps me committed to this hope-filled journey. Without all of you, I really couldn’t do this. Nor would I want to. Put simply, YOU have helped changed my life for the better and I am truly grateful ❤️
So cheers to another blogging year in the books and to the hope of many more to come …
Well, I hope you all have a day where you are REALLY glad you did it!!!

Earplugs … 

Sometimes my house gets so loud. Even after all of these years of being a mother of four, the sound is still downright mind-boggling to me. Singing, talking, television, computers, music … all … at … once. I think being an only child and living with only my mother skewed my acceptable home sound volume expectations, HA!

Well, I hope you all have a day where you don’t need earplugs!!!

Take your time … 

Today one of the biggest stressors I have been dealing with as of late, was resolved. Reese’s triennial IEP is complete. An IEP is an Individual Education Plan proposed by a team of professionals at the school district level. They include input from various educators, practitioners, and myself included, to get an accurate assessment on where Reese is “at”. Prior to the IEP date a multitude of tests are conducted to assess abilities in all areas. With Reese entering kindergarten in the Fall this testing and IEP were pretty significant as far as importance goes. It basically lays out the plan for her next full year of school and also guides her transition into kindergarten. In the world of special ed, which is where we’ve chosen to keep her, the information will be used to determine all the different services Reese will need (speech therapy, physical therapy, occupational therapy, adaptive PE) that will help her thrive in an educational environment. Most parents dread IEP day. I don’t usually dread it but I have a certain amount of expectations and hopes floating around in my head and heart. I have learned, however, that what you really need on IEP day is a whole lot of realism and a thick skin. TRUST ME when I say they NO PARENT ever wants to hear words like “delay” or “performed poorly” whether you have a child with or without special needs.

I have mentioned before that once I had children I promised myself that I wasn’t going to rush things along. I didn’t want to hurry them developmentally any faster than they were ready. I didn’t want to push for an “older” time or ability. I just wanted to enjoy every day with them exactly where they (and I) were at. I didn’t want rob them (or me) of the delights of growing up on “their” time.

I believe a lot of this came from losing my mother. I guess I often look at relationships in terms of how much time I may have left with that person. Morbid, perhaps. But let me tell you, I have a true appreciation for every moment I spend with the people I love. And I think this was all preparing me to becoming Reese’s mommy. 

Children with down syndrome grow, thrive, learn and become just like typical children, it just may take them a little bit longer to get there. Although at times this can be heartbreaking, it has also been one of the things that I love most about raising Reese. It’s like time stands still for her. You have no other choice but to enjoy the moment because you’re there for so long.

Reese has made sure that I kept that promise to myself all those years ago. It’s okay to linger. To dally. To go slower than others. To appreciate just where you’re at … and to enjoy the journey rather than always worry about the destination.

Well, I hope you all have a day where you take your time!!!

Go. Yawn. Me. …

I have made peace with my insomnia … again. It usually gets to this point. Off and on for weeks is a sign that it may be here to stay awhile. I have shared before that I have had major bouts of insomnia ever since I was 10 years old (no joke). I made peace with them in grad school (yay, more time to study). I’ve learned, through decades of dealing with them, that these bouts are only as unnerving as I allow them to be. And as long as I can stay awake during the day I can fool myself into believing that God is just giving me more time to live life.

Go. Yawn. Me.

Well, I hope you all have a day where you get some sleep!!!

I found my calling … 

I am really loving my certification program! I was a little intimidated going back to school again, but now that I’m into the second week, those fears have fallen by the wayside. Becoming a Nutrition and Wellness consultant feels so RIGHT. I am interested in absolutely everything I’m learning. OK, some of it is a little … um … gross (I won’t get into the whole digestive tract thingy). But all of it has captured my attention. The thought of being able to combine this information with my skills as a social worker makes me down right giddy! This is up my alley! My cup of tea! My thing! My perfect fit! And what completely suits me! I simply cannot wait until I really have the chance to help others with my new found knowledge!

Well, I hope you all had a day where you felt like you found your calling!!!

I don’t know what hit me ..

I’m not sure what the heck happened but I went from completely well to sick in the matter of an instant. Seriously, I was blind-sided. Reese has had a cold and was well on her way to feeling like herself, when she took a turn for the worst getting a fever and losing her appetite. And BAM, I was right there behind her! It felt like one second I was feeling great, then BOOM, I definitely was not. Thankfully Reese is back on the mend again. Me … meh.

Well, I hope you all have a day where you don’t know what hit you!!!