The angel

Angel They told me you were my baby girl as you cried hello to us. I believed them at the time, admidst the chaos and the fuss. They told me you were my baby girl and when I took you home, I would gaze upon the sweetest face I had ever yet to know. They…

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The irony of the Chicago Hate Crime

By now, you have probably seen or read about the special needs man who was kidnapped and tortured by 4 other individuals.  Some reports say it was racially motivated, yet others said they targeted a person for being special needs. I made myself watch the video.  I got through a fair amount.  I saw this…

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SLPMommyofApraxia Top Ten Posts of 2016

This year was a little rough on me.  However,  positives and good things still happen in any bad year. I personally believe the life we are given, your life, my life, Ashlynn’s life…we are given this life to learn to and to grow.  Christians may refer to this as a “cross to bear.”  I know…

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Reality check. Once upon a time, I feared I may never have children.

Gratitude. Finding gratitude. I truly do believe gratitude is one of the most important practices on a path to happiness. I’ve been having a hard time lately again. I hadn’t felt this discouraged since Ashlynn was first diagnosed about 4 years ago. I worry so much, and even though we work sooo hard, harder than…

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The Gift, Grandma, and more lessons in emotional intelligence

Ashlynn has always given us “papers” with her scribbles on them.  She constantly surrounds herself with papers and pens.  As impressed as I am with her always working hard, the paper obsession drives me mad.  I have papers all around my house!  They are treasures to her though, and you never want to refuse a…

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