Five.....

27 November 2005

Saw the "very swift and stressful" arrival of

Emily Jean - weighing 3lb 8oz

So, today please join us in wishing our brave, beautiful and simply amazing little princess

A VERY HAPPY 5th BIRTHDAY

WE LOVE YOU VERY MUCH SWEETHEART

"Hello"

Mummy wanted to just drop by to say "Hi" to you all

Sorry for the delay in updating my blog page and keeping you all up to date with what's happening in our world at present. 

Life is pretty manic at the moment with 2 jobs, 2 college courses, 2 kids and 1 husband - not to mention throw Christmas in to that equation too ~ if I was to say "I'm meeting myself coming backwards!!"  I'm sure you all understand.

I have lots to blog about ~ which I will hopefully get adding soon.

I just wanted you all to know that all is good here and that I haven't forgot about you all.

Emilys Mummy ~ Tracey x

"That Subject"

I just wanted to share with you a little something that has really excited me this past week!

Emily has finally done a pee pee and a poo poo on the toilet - YEAHHHHHH this is huge progress in that department.

We are still getting plenty of "accident" clothes to wash - you know she likes to keep me busy....... but I am so proud of her achievement.

Baby steps of progress mean the world in my world!!

Your Child's Love

It's easy to complain about the things you don't have, and overlook or take for granted the things you do - simple things that enrich your life!

Maybe this story by Dr James Dobson will help change your perspective. 'Some time ago a friend of mine punished his three-year-old daughter for wasting a roll of gold wrapping paper. Money was tight and he became upset when she tried to decorate a box to put under the Christmas tree. Nevertheless, the little girl brought the gift to her father the next morning and said, "This is for you, Daddy." He was embarrassed by his earlier over-reaction. But his anger flared again when he opened the box and found it empty. He shouted at her, "Don't you know that when you give someone a present there's supposed to be something inside?" The little girl looked up at him in tears and said, "Oh, Daddy, it's not empty. I blew kisses into it. I filled it with my love and I wrapped it up just for you." He was crushed. Quickly he put his arms around her, hugged her and asked for her forgiveness. My friend told me that he kept that gold box by his bed for years, and whenever he got discouraged he'd take out an imaginary kiss and remember the love of the child who had put it in there. In a very real sense, each of us parents has been given a gold container filled with the unconditional love of our children. There's not a more precious possession anyone could hold.'

somewhere over the rainbow

At the end of my rainbow is a different place.  A place where all the parents of special needs come together to hold hands.   

The hardest thing I have found as the parent of a child with special needs - is the feeling of being alone - of thinking people don’t understand.  But having the support of other special needs parents....is priceless.   With them, we know we aren't alone. 

We will take this journey one step at a time - not focusing on what is down the road a ways off, but knowing in our hearts that whatever does wait for us will continue to wait. And it will be okay - no matter what.



At the end of my rainbow is a different place.  A place where all the parents of special needs children come together to hold hands and see the world from a different & amazing perspective.

With love,
Christina @ Pooh's Corner