Holland Here I Come I have the writing by Emily Kingsley hanging on my refrigerator door. If you are a parent of a special needs child, you know the writing I am speaking of. I read it daily as I open the refrigerator door umpteen times. I have come to regard "Welcome To Holland" as our Mission Statement as proud new parents of a special baby girl. If you are not a special needs parent, you probably have no idea what I am speaking of. I invite you to my refrigerator door. My first encounter with "Welcome To Holland" came from a friend here in Rome (whom is also located in Holland)....since then, I have imagined myself in an airport, boarding a plane to Italy, taking off, getting nervous at the sight of the ground disappearing, watching the ground get closer, then hearing the stewardess say over the intercom, "We are now approaching Holland" and as stewardesses often do.....she starts to describe the weather/temp/and view of Holland - I watch Holland from
Confessions from the mind of this sleep deprived mom navigating the world of complex medical needs, deafblindness, and special education. And y'all, it may not always be pretty, but it's real, and it's always for the love of Ivey.