SUPERMOM …

Today is one of those days when I’m not sure one of me is enough. Yesterday round two of cold and flu season hit our home. Sid and Reese are both sick with fevers again. And these fevers are MUCH higher than the first time around. Ugh. This makes week FOUR of someone being sick here. Heck, I’m still not myself and it’s been almost two weeks since I first got sick. This YUCK lingers! On top of two girls down, George is getting his wisdom teeth pulled today. I got out of bed incredibly early to make sure he ate a huge breakfast since he can’t eat 8 hours before his surgery. I know he’s 18 now and could have made his own breakfast but he’s still my son. Moms lose it a little when it comes to the words CHILD and SURGERY. Well, at least I do. So needless to say I made him breakfast. Which was fine because I was awake anyway. I was up most of the night with Reese who was extremely restless. I was happy though, I was finally able to fall asleep for about an hour. YAY! Then it was time to wake up to do Libs’ hair for choir portraits today. She had to be at school early today. Of course she did. OY. But somehow I managed to get her to school UNUSUALLY early with her backpack, tennis bag, choir dress and hair and makeup done. Nothing forgotten! A miracle, if I do say so myself.

At some point today I’m going to cry. I just know it. My guess is when they take George back to have his teeth removed. I’ll have a moment alone and a second to breath. Let’s just hope it’s more tearful rather than blubber-y.

Clearly most of this crazy day piled up by no fault of my own. I scheduled George’s surgery months ago and we just found out about the portraits. And SICK happens whenever it happens. My friends and I joke that when I have a stressful day it’s not like everyone else’s normal scoop of stress. It’s got extra toppings, HA!

Days like this I am in awe that God trusts me so much. When I look in the mirror I see just one small woman. But God has put some major love, tenacity and determination into this little frame of mine. He’s packed me with everything I need to get through days like this. And I’m grateful. So, so grateful.

Well, I hope you all have a day where you feel like SUPERMOM!!!

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The beauty and joy of growth …

Yesterday I had a telephone conversation with Sid while she was on her way to meet her boyfriend. She was taking the BART in San Francisco and telling me departure times and other little details. She was a pro at San Francisco public transit. I remembered our first time on BART together while we were touring colleges. This was several years go and I worried that this type of transportation would be too overwhelming for her. I was wrong to have worried. My, how times have changed.

Yesterday I had a telephone conversation with George while he was out picking out some luggage at a store in Petaluma. LUGGAGE. My son was buying LUGGAGE. He drives himself to stores, buys luggage, gets himself to airports and flies alone now. This is my child who NEVER paid attention to details or his surroundings. The one I worried about for the longest when he crossed streets. My, how times have changed.

Yesterday when I picked Libs up from school she got into my car. We looked at each other with relief and gave a “high -five”. We discussed how WE MADE IT through this HELLA crazy week. When Libs was little she was my LAZIEST child. She and I always joke that she sat on the couch for five years. Ah, the good ole days, HA! Now she takes AP classes, is in her school’s Digital Media Program, volunteers, sings and performs with the Women’s Advanced Choir and is on the tennis team. My, how times have changed.

I bought Reese a Barbie Accessory Advent Calendar this year. She has loved it! Every morning she opens it along with her advent book box and puts a new number ornament on her little wooden tree. We were in a rush yesterday morning so we decided to wait until later when she had time to enjoy it. Last night after her bath she did her Christmas countdown regime. She was very happy about the new Barbie running shoes she just opened up and was excitedly telling everyone. She was standing down the hallway and I had to stop. Her past and present collided. I remembered a scene from last Christmas Eve that I took a picture of and put in a photobook. It was of Reese as she excitedly stood in the same hallway as we were leaving to go see Christmas lights. She seemed so much taller than the little girl I remembered last year. Her speech has immensely improved. And her capabilities have grown by leaps and bounds. My, how times have changed.

Yesterday, was filled with precious memories of years past and of the beauty that comes with change. I am STRUCK by moments like these. I’m so grateful to experience them. They are a treasure. I love being MOM to these four incredible souls. They truly complete me. And their growth brings me nothing but pure JOY.

Well, I hope you all have a day where you grow!!!

Ain’t life grand …

At my age you would think that it’s safe to say that I know a lot about life. Some days, yes. But some days are a definite, NO. Strangely, this is actually one of my favorite things about life. The unpredictability is exciting to me. Waking up every day and knowing that ANYTHING is possible is HUGE. Yes, of course this can go either way. Good or bad. But that’s OK, because there is ONE thing I can say for sure about LIFE. If I surround myself with people who I love and who genuinely love me, no matter what type of day I may be having, life is just GREATER. It’s lived BIGGER when I risk opening my heart to others. Sure, it can take a lot of courage to do this, especially when you have been hurt before. But I have found that it’s worth taking the chance. Every. Darn. Time. Because life can prove to be one heck of a CELEBRATION when you find others to share it with you.

Well, I hope you all have a day where you are blessed to say AIN’T LIFE GRAND!!!

Tennis (LOVE) …

Tennis has been a part of my world for a very long time. But I almost NEVER play. My best friend in elementary school and her family played. My boyfriend in high school played. And just before Sidney turned 7 years old she asked if she could learn to play. She loved it so much that she played from age 7 all the way through high school. Libs played when she was really little at about age 4 or 5. Then she returned to it about a year and half ago and is now on her high school team. I’ve literally been around tennis my whole life and I have completely enjoyed my view from the sidelines.

Tonight will be my sixth attendance at a high school tennis banquet. These banquets are always so special. I realized, as the years have passed, that these banquets are not just a time to reflect on the commitment and hard work of the athletes and coaches, but also of a surrogate family who has blessed my daughters beyond measure. I have watched, year after year, as their coaches influenced their lives (and futures) in beautiful and profound ways. They have taught them so much. Lessons that taught them patience, perseverance and humility. They taught them how to win gracefully and how lose even more gracefully. They have celebrated with them and protected them. They have helped them grow into the strong young women they are today. And as a mom, I couldn’t be more grateful for their commitment to them!

Well, I hope you all have a day where you have some big LOVE for some very special people!!!

The lucky few …

Today was The Down Syndrome Association of Orange County’s BUDDY WALK 2017. And I absolutely love this day. Nine years ago I had no idea that in just a few months my life would be filled with new people who would change me for the better. People who would unknowingly become some of my greatest heroes. People who I would cry with and celebrate with. People who would so generously trust me to share in their lives. And people who would lovingly share in mine. Yet, here I am. This event is so much more to me than just a fun fundraiser. It’s a collectivity of people I have come to know and respect. Many of whom I had the privilege of meeting just days into their introduction to Down Syndrome. They have blessed me so much. I can’t hold the tears back at this event. I love these families. I love being one of them. And I love this organization and its’ mission. There is a moment at each Buddy Walk that I take for myself. I look out across the stadium and see the crowd that has gathered. It is beautiful. At this event I’m not just the facilitator of our Circle or Friends group, I am part of an incredible community of human beings who understand the gift we have all been given. I am honored and humbled that God chose me for this. And I will always be grateful to stand in the presence of these warrior souls who are all just a little more tender, fight just a little bit harder and love a whole lot deeper than anyone I’ve ever met before.

Well, I hope you all have a day where you are part of the lucky few!!!