Wednesday, June 14, 2017

Give me your eyes; prescription strength 93


 This use to be my prayer to God. Let me see the world trough your eyes. The idea behind this prayer was to see the world like He does so that I might love like He does. Even if as a human it could only ever be the smallest of fractions compared to His love. 

Enter Kaden, enter Kaleb. With the two of them I became of a mom to 93 chromosomes (one with 46 and one with an extra, resulting in 47).  

With Kaden, my prescription got stronger as I learned of a new love; the love of a parent. How a parent's heart stretches to hold this love so big at times you worry it might burst. As a friend likes to say, "You learn what it's like to have your heart walk in another's body" (and that is coming from a friend who doesn't get mushy and emotional). If I was capable of this love, I could only imagine how much deeper his love for us is.  

However, with Kaleb, I worried. I worried that his prematurity and extra chromosome would jade me. That I would see the all the bad there is to see. The hospitals with their tears and heartache. I worried about extra appointments, delays, and limitations. I worried about discrimination and sometimes intolerance towards those with special needs. I worried (and still do) about bullying, hurtful words, and unkind peers.  I worried that all of it might harden my heart to the goodness and beauty I longed to see. 

There is an old saying, "Don't pray for patience, unless you're ready for God to put you through the wringer." While I feel like this might not be the best Christian saying out there, I understand the idea. As it's in the tough trials that we can gain patience. 

God answered my prayer. Just in ways that was beyond my imagination. And it was an adjustment...

I remember growing up and getting new glasses. This happened roughly once a year, due to the fact that I have very bad eye sight. Growing up, typically when it was time for my next appointment I would need a new prescription. My new glasses would come in and I would put them on. The stronger prescription would always result in an adjustment. 

At first I would have to watch my step as the ground would seem un level. It was more of an issue with my peripheral. It wasn't so bad if I looked straight ahead to what was in front of me, but when I would try to expand my vision and focus on things outside of my central vision I had trouble. My glasses were an adjustment as my eyes and mind took in all of the new detail that I was able to see more clearly. The frames would also feel different from the frames I had broken in and had been accustomed to. 

This pretty accurately sums up my life after Kaleb. It took me a while to understand God was strengthening my prescription. With the birth of my new son my new pair of glasses had come in. The frames and shape of lens felt different, they didn't feel like they fit. But God showed me, they just hadn't been broken in. The ground felt un level as he used Kaleb to take my to places outside of my comfort zone and I walked hospital floors and over home medical equipment. The glasses were okay as long as I looked to Him and straight ahead to the day that lay before me. However, it was when I would use my peripheral to try and see things outside of the present and my control that caused it to be blurry and out of focus. 

My new prescription was a strength that was much closer to His eyes. Through my new prescription I have seen a world I had never ventured. As only the right prescription can do, it has allowed me to have clarity and discover the world around me. This new vision has come with a new passion and desire which has led to the formation of Mighty Miracles Foundation. With these glasses I daily get to see the joy that shines in Kaleb, which serves as window to view the good around me. With these glasses I see my own weaknesses through Kaleb's strength, my own doubts and limitations placed. With these glasses I see my own struggles and insecurities through Kaden's love and acceptance of Kaleb and as he would say, "all people". He is just Kaleb; his brother, his friend. 

My prescription continues to change and I work to adjust to them and always remember that it is through this that I am getting my prayer answered. This continues to come in many forms. Continuous fights with Kaleb to work on gross motor skills, celebrating when Kaden or Kaleb reach a new skill, mourning as a family struggles or loses their child, finding joy in he day to day tasks and battles of parenting children. 

Lord, strengthen my prescription so that my eyes and heart more closely resemble you. It is not easy or pleasant being pushed out of my comfort zone, but when I am help me to see and use these times for what they are; a chance to grow closer to you and catch a glimpse of life from your eyes. 


As for the new frames, they have been in place for 21 months now and I must say, feel like the perfect fit. 😉


Sunday, May 7, 2017

In My Arms

Wrote this for my boys a couple of months ago. Both of my boys are cuddlers. I love it. Kaden still asks for me to "rock him" at bedtime which simply consists of me holding him a minute while we talk about his day. Kaleb likes a few minutes of cuddling after we read our bedtime book.


In my arms
Let me hold you in my arms and hold you tight.
Lean down and softly kiss you goodnight.

Let me hold you in my arms where everything is alright. 
Here I will shelter and protect you with all of my might.

Let me hold you in my arms for tomorrow you'll have grown. 
For you will be one day older and growing into your own.

Let me hold you in my arms when you're hurt and need to cry. 
I might not erase away your pain, but I promise I will try.

Let me hold you in my arms as you listen to my heart beating. 
These precious moments in time are numbered and so fleeting.

Let me hold you in my arms even when they grow tired and sore. 
For one day I know I will reminisce and dream of just one night more.

Let me hold you in my arms and know my dear, that you are home. 
In me you have found your safe place no matter where you roam.

Let me hold you in my arms for one day it will be the last. 
And all of this will be but a memory from the past.

So until then...
Let me hold you in my arms and hold you tight. 
Lean down and softly kiss you goodnight.

Thursday, January 26, 2017

Welcome to Village Rockin Mom

They say it takes a village to raise kids. When trying for and planning for kids I never imagined my village would include so many medical professionals. I also could not have pictured a group of women, most of which I have never met, who I would feel so connected with and who would play such a big part in my support system. This group of women who call themselves Rockin Moms.

One day while sitting in the NICU I posted in a Facebook preemie group about how lonely the NICU journey could be and doubly for a parent with not only a very premature baby, but with a baby who also happens to have Down syndrome. I was about to receive my first lesson on just how not lonely it was. A mother told me about the organization called DSDN (Down Syndrome Diagnosis Network) who has these Facebook groups. The full name of the group is Mothers of a child Rockin an extra chromosome. Groups and group members commonly referred to as Rockin Moms. By the end of the day I was a part of a community of moms that would walk this journey with me. 


We all walk the same journey but have different paths: Some of us celebrate milestones earlier in the developmental timeline, more closely resembling the timeline of a typically developing child. Some of us wait a longer time for their child's milestone celebrations. Some of us know what it's like to hand our baby for heart surgery where they will become a member of the zipper club. Some blow us away with their child's sign language and communication skills. Our kids are as varied and unique as the moms who make up these groups. We are all different but we all have one thing uniquely in common; we have fallen in love with an extra chromosome. 


DSDN, it is an organization that I believe in and that I believe in so much that I celebrate when I get the opportunity to refer others parents to the amazing support groups. Some of us laugh about how excited we get when we meet a parent and we get to let them in on the secret about DSDN. With every parent that I direct to DSDN I let them know; your family is about to get much bigger. I have gone from the feeling of loneliness to my fellow Rockin families filling up my Facebook feed. 


The 21st chromosome may be the smallest chromosome in the human body but it is my experience that it can also create the biggest bonds. It does take a village and I'm thankful for each Rockin Mom that is a part of mine.


I urge you to please consider donating to DSDN as they work to welcome new parents into our Rockin community. As I tell new parents; DSDN was a game changer for me. Help them continue to make a difference in the lives of new families. I have set up a fundraiser to raise $1,500 for DSDN. I'll be honest, I'm an overachiever, I would love to see it go well past this number. Heck, I would love to see $2,500 raised. Click on the link and help me reach my goal. Even if you have 
$5 to donate thank you for helping me support an organization that has made all the difference in the world to me. https://dsdn.networkforgood.com/projects/24043-amanda-dickinson-s-fundraiser  

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Wednesday, January 18, 2017

Letter to another family with a child writing their own book

To another family with a child writing their own book,

Kaleb is now either 16 months old or 14 months depending on how you look at it. Sixteen and a half months ago he entered the world 12 weeks early weighing 2 lb 2 oz. He is also considered 14 months old as of today since 14 months ago would have been his due date. For a parent of a preemie it can be confusing explaining the actual and adjusted age of a child. It can also be difficult as a parent to wait for milestones to happen that many parents take for granted.

Some days I do better at this than others. Yes, I knew from the time he was born a very small preemie that it would change things from the typical baby development timeline. Again I realized this when I learned of brain bleeds, Down syndrome, heart defect, and his other medical issues. It is a lot for a heart to take; wondering at their life, their potential. Wondering what milestones will they reach?

In some ways it gets easier and it some ways harder as they grow. It gets easier because you get to know and bond with your child. Even though it doesn’t seem like it in the beginning, you will bond with your child and their medical file will begin to separate from them; from their personality and heart. While you will love your child with every fiber in your being, it gets harder because while you know their development will differ from their peers. It is still a lot for a momma heart to take as you see it happen. For myself, it can be the toughest when I see other medically complex children reaching milestones that I am still waiting for Kaleb to reach.

However, those days… Those days when they do something. Either for the first time or you watch them do something and it triggers something inside of you as you suddenly remember those days, weeks, or months that you worried, stressed, prayed, and cried for them to reach a milestone. It is a joy that is indescribable. It is a feeling typically parents won’t experience like we do. Kaleb is pretty delayed in gross motor skills. Yes, that is even tough to say.  He does better with fine motor skills, socializing, and even communication he is not too so far behind. However, gross motors skills he struggles. Thank you prematurity, sickness, Down syndrome, and open heart surgery for that. He has trouble sitting, he can sit and has been able to for a while but does not like to. It’s been a fight and battle for a long time. He has rocked on all fours for a couple of months but doesn’t crawl. He isn’t ready to stand quite yet, let alone assisted walking.

Then today, today I got an email. It was a picture from his daycare. It was a picture of him sitting. That’s it. Him sitting and smiling. From his position and knowing him, he was probably wanting to get at the phone or tablet that it was taken on. That kid loves getting a hold of phones, computers, tablets, remotes, or anything or everything we tell him not to.  I knew he had been doing better and was sitting more at daycare. Still, something about that picture triggered the memories; the frustrations, worry, and stress. That picture, brought tears to my eyes. He is doing it, he is sitting.  I have watched at least two groups of kiddos go through his class and bypass him as they continue on to the next class. I watch the differences in ages get further and further apart. Today, it doesn’t matter. Because today, I got a picture of him sitting and smiling.

Right after that email came a text. A text from my mother to let me know that you and your family are about to welcome your baby into the world today. A baby who has already made you lose sleep while you worry, cry, and pray. A baby who will not be a very premature baby or come with a diagnosis of Down syndrome but will have a medical file of her own. They don’t think she will be able to walk, and have been worried about several other issues related to her diagnosis.

It will be hard to be a parent of a medically complex child. Then again, parenting any child is hard. Some days might feel unbearable. However, there will be days that something happens and you will look at her and cry. But, it will be tears of joy, while you marvel at her strength and yours.

I don’t know what her future will be. I don’t know what your NICU journey will be. We had 14 weeks in the NICU, but your journey will be unique to you and your baby. Each person’s is. However, I do want to say congratulations on your new miracle. I do know, if you let her, she will teach you more about this world and yourself than you ever thought possible. You will fall deeply in love with her. You will marvel as she grows, as she goes through labs, and endures tests and procedures in the NICU. You will feel this insane amount of joy as she graduates from the NICU. Celebrate each and every milestone no matter how small. One day you will look back on it and be amazed and you will wonder how she and you did it. You’ve got this.

Here’s to parenting one day at a time and the many adventures in store for both of us.

I can do this. You can do this.

Sincerely,

Another parent of a child writing their own book.