Give me a break
I needed to step away for a few days before I lost myself even more.
Parenting
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I refuse to use wheel puns in this title
After months of paperwork and phone calls, JB finally has his wheelchair!
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‘The Boy Who Wiggled’
Apparently the round glasses weren’t “Harry Potter” enough, so last week JB decided to go for the lightning bolt scar on his forehead, as well.
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A different kind of retail therapy
I tell myself that shopping is now more than just a fun distraction or hobby. It serves a purpose! I’m not wasting money, I am problem solving.
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Taking my first steps
Well, I’ve done it. I’ve finally started a blog to chronicle my unexpected journey as a mom to a child with special needs.
