For the Love of Ivey

She may not....... Those were the original words, from so long ago for so many things, more things than comprehendable, in such a short amount of time. So many parents, maybe too many parents, hear those words when facing a future with a "special" child. In the literal seconds, minutes, and hours after Ivey was born we were preparing for an end. "Be prepared, she may not make it." The blatant facts of her existence suggested her survival was minimal. Then somehow, and some might say magically, her days and weeks turned into months and years. In those months and years following her arrival it was suggested that we "be prepared" that other life "givens" may surpass Ivey.  In many brutally wonderful ways, they did. Certain experiences have by-passed Ivey. At one phase of time in the beginning, time was spent trying to figure out if Ivey had a sacrum bone. I think that is another Ivey trivia you may not know or remember. Because of that we ...

Gavin Owens: {more than awareness}

then so much time figuring it all out would not have taken so long... My friend at Little Wonders  has posted this. It is beautiful. So TRUST when  you hear ...  

Back in another place in another time I was a secondary education teacher.  I taught Biology to the hormonally challenged world of sixteen year old.  In that world they already knew how to arrange themselves into a straight line, take turns, raise their hands, and read and write. Now in saying that, most of the challenge went toward reminding them to just merely do those things.  Recall information.  Basic information.  This is year I will dip into the world of Elementary education, a science lab for little people.  So I am reaching to the masses and requesting vital information from those already versed in the world of the elementary years.  I did not go through the education department while in college.  I majored in Bio minored in Chem and added a teaching certificate later.  This means I have absolutely no bulletin board making skills.  I'm a blank slate.  Help.  Think Science. I need ideas for choosin...

A day or a week, it doesn't matter, it goes way up and way down within moments.  And sometimes I really have to ask, is this normal?  Does everyone taste the bitterness amongst the sweet like this?  For the record, this has been Ivey's best summer.  In her Life.  Which also means it has been mine.  One of MY happiest.  Slow, steady...FUN...friends, beach, pool, spend-the-nights, swimming, play-dates, trips alone, trips with great friends.  Time Home.  Our Family.  Together.  No emergency rooms.  No hospital over-nighters. The world started spinning slower this summer. Another change this summer was our nursing hours.  Two nights a week we are on our own.  No nurses.  For the first time in six years...  At first we were scared and intimidated of nights alone with Ivey.  We sat watching the clock not knowing what to do with ourselves.  It is a very weird feeling.  Someone so small can...