Tag: Jumping and apraxia

  • Christmas 2013 updates

    Christmas 2013 updates

    It’s Christmas 2013, and my daughter is 4years, 2 months.  It was a magical time this year with her talking more and being able to jump.  So much is conveyed through jumping and talking.  We did the Elf on the Shelf this year, and each day she would get out of bed and ask, “where’s elf?”  When she found him, she would point (something that took until she was more than two to do) and jump (another motor milestone that took until 3 to do).  Add the speech, “There he is!!” and her excitement was communicated fully for the first time this Christmas!  As a parent, that is literally all you want to see.  You want to see the excitement in your child, and then their wonder as they play with their new presents. 

    Apraxia affects ALL of that.  If you’re not a parent of a child who has it, you just cannot understand.  She smiles in the pictures (though it has to be genuine because she still has difficulty smiling on command), and she is holding her toys (though a picture doesn’t show how she can’t operate AND steer her car, or pedal her big wheel, or put the baby clothes on her dolls), and she looks completely normal; but if you are there with her, you not only see her struggles, but as a parent, you FEEL them as well.

    This Christmas was a mix of feelings.  At seeing her jump and point, we FEEL her excitement.  At forgetting how to pedal and not being able to ride the big wheel, we FEEL her frustration and disappointment.  At opening baby clothes that she actually asked Santa for (“I want clothes….for my baby…baby clothes”) we FEEL her success at telling Santa for the FIRST time what she wanted and not what someone else had suggested, and when she opened the clothes, we FELT her elation.  As she tried to put it on and finally gave up and had to ask us to “play babies with me” we FELT her resignation to her apraxia. 

    There are not words to convey the roller coaster that is apraxia.  There are no words to convey how you literally feel everything your child feels; which is why every parent says they would wish hard things on them if only they’re child didn’t have to experience it. 

    However, this is not a story of sadness or defeat.  This is an update of triumphs and successes, and how this year is better than the last.  In years to come, these years will be faded memories as she will have struggled and defeated all of her difficulties. We will literally be the proudest parents when she achieves every success, and we will love her through them all.

  • Jumping on her bed?  Break every spring girl!

    Jumping on her bed? Break every spring girl!

    At the beginning of her preschool school year after she had just turned three, I went to observe her classroom.  I went for a lot of reasons, mostly to make sure I liked the classroom and to make sure her needs were going to be met.
    I left the observation in tears.  Not because I was disappointed in the classroom.  Not because I was disappointed in the teacher or the therapists.  No, I left crying with a broken heart.  You see there was an obstacle course in class that included Ashlynn jumping on a trampoline with a bar, and then crawling like a bear around a table.  She couldn’t do any of it. I watched all the other kids jump enthusiastically and then do their best bear crawl.  When it was Ashlynn’s turn, she needed help to get up on the tramp.  Then, instead of jumping, she just marched her little legs up and down.  Big smile and beautiful energy, but no jumping.  Not even close to jumping really.  She needed help getting down and in fact she almost fell.  Then, as she went to do her bear crawl, the teacher had to hold her core for her to even get up on her legs.
    It makes me tear up even now.  It just wasn’t fair.  Why couldn’t she jump like the other kids?
    Well, today, just 6 short months later, we went to her preschool picnic to celebrate the last day of school.  There was that trampoline that just a half a year earlier she could only march on.  Well, she stood in line with that same big smile, that same beautiful energy; and when it was her turn she got up on that tramp WITHOUT anyone’s help, and she jumped, and she jumped, and she jumped some more.  And….when it was time to get off, she got down without anyone’s help.
    As I sat on the side watching, I realized that I’m the one that has it all wrong.  The only thing that changed was that my daughter could now jump, but that wasn’t the real story.  The real story was that despite being different or not, or needing help or not, or being able to even do it or not, she always DID it.  She did it with a smile, a giggle, and that beautiful aura she carries around with her teaching me life is what you make it; and when it’s what you make it, you WILL MAKE IT.
    She amazes me everyday.  I still hate that she has it.  I still hate that it seems like she has to scratch and crawl for every achievement she makes, but I’m beginning to realize she WILL always do anything she sets her heart to doing and I am so proud of her.
    Oh, and one more thing.  As she went down for her nap today I heard noise coming from her room.  When I went to check on her, she was holding her bed rail jumping up and down like she was on that trampoline.  I told her to lay down like any sensible mother would, but inside I was thinking, “Keep jumping Ashlynn!  Break every spring!”

  • She is the definition of perseverence (a poem)

    She is the definition of perseverence (a poem)

    You went to speak, but the words wouldn’t come,
    Stuck in your brain,  so easy for some.

    You went to crawl with the best of intents,
    Yet your body didn’t know what your brain meant.

    You went to walk, big smiles and all,
    yet every time you tried, it ended with a fall.

    You went to drink from a big girl cup
    You would sputter and spit till it came up.

    A new car for Christmas kids want to ride
    Spins in circles, hard to learn how to drive.

    But

    You are a living example to persevere
    and with it you conquer all our fears.

    One day you said mommy, and I love you
    One day you crawled to daddy’s shoe.

    You don’t just walk but now you run
    You drink from any cup till it’s done.

    and I know in time you will do it all,
    with  more patience and practice
    you will conquer it all.