Saturday, August 31, 2013

THKAFO's are cool

sometimes we have a splinter. sometimes we have a headache. things can happen to us that may slow us down or even force us to sit and rest.  are you sitting right now?  on your bottom?  look down at your legs.  wiggle your toes.  now, look up. thank the Lord for the gift of working legs.

now to most of us, we just move our toes and think nothing of it. some people may have read the above paragraph and were not able to follow directions. they may not be able to look at their legs because they are blind. they may not be able to look at their legs because they simply don't have any. and they may not have been able to move their feet because they are paralyzed. if my son were to read this blog, he'd be one who wouldn't have been able to follow what seems like simple and even silly directions of "move your toes".

So, my 4 year old can't stand. He is paralyzed from his waist down and has no movement or feeling in his legs.  He army crawls to get around and uses his wheelchair.  he is unable to walk or stand but he sure wishes he could.

today we are celebrating a boy who can stand. at his most recent doctor appointment he was given a prescription for his THKAFO brace (trunk, hip, knee, ankle, foot, orthosis). we took the script to an orthotist and each one of joshua's feet, legs and his entire upper body was covered in plaster  to cast to get a true mold of the shape of his body.  joshua lye their so patient doing everything the orthotist asked him to do "roll over on your side, now lay still, ok lay your arms out to the side, flatten your back..." this went on and on for almost 2 hours and joshua never complained. he is such a trooper.  so the molds were done and now it was time to pick a pattern for them.  he gave us the sheet with the different options on them. you could pick a plain solid color, soccer balls, camouflage and batman...DID YOU SAY BATMAN?  Joshua was sold. Batman, please. "I'd like a Batman brace."  Joshua had the opportunity to meet Batman when he was 3. He had an appointment one day at a children's hospital and after a long day at the hospital as we were exiting the building there stood Batman himself. The Bat mobile and the whole deal.  Some man has dedicated his life to being Batman for sick children. He visits hospitals world wide just to brighten their day and make them smile.  I think I have a crush on Batman....just sayin' !  Anyway, this is how Joshua started liking Batman. Finally, we left the  bracing office and had to wait a couple of weeks for them to be made.

in these coming weeks, we discussed often with Joshua, as a family, that he was getting new stand up braces and how special this was! we were encouraging him and getting him mentally prepared for the new part of his life. wearing a brace. being big and tall. learning new things at physical therapy that we can do in a brace. he was pumped.

finally the day came. we went to the appointment and were sitting in the waiting room.  They called our name and there his orthotist stood with these huge stand up braces. i thought to myself, oh no-those are not right. those are way too big.  i was feeling worried.  thank goodness, i was wrong. we laid joshua in them, got them all strapped and secured and he fit them like a glove.  we put him upright and for the first time I saw my little man big and tall. proud. he is so big. he is always either laying on the ground or sitting in a wheelchair and i never knew he was so tall. what a neat thing. joshua was grinning from ear to ear.

after a few minor modifications we were all set to leave. went home and wore stand up braces all evening.  he was making a sound i had never heard before.  it was a sound full of joy. he was so excited to be up. he could see and touch the top of our bar stools. he could stand up and lean on a chair. we opened the refrigerator for him and for the first time, he saw the top shelf of the fridge.  he kept making the noise. almost like an excited moan or squeal. it's indescribable.  his sisters gathered round, carrying him from spot to spot in his braces. we took him outside, let him stand up at the push mower. then the noise came again. it was almost the noise that an excited child or baby would make if they could not speak.  his big sissy let him stand on a ladder,  and shoot a hoop in the basketball hoop.  i held his hands, like a mother of a 1 year old learning to walk holds her child's hands. i did this for the first time. he was looking up at me, so proud.  i sat down at a chair in the garage and instead of him tugging at my ankles to get my attention, he stood with his sweet little boy hands on my knees. we were almost at the same eye level now.



what a special day. we sat outside drinking coffee and letting joshua explore his new world until well after dark. and suddenly, neighbors were appearing for varying reasons in our driveway. we never have this much company or visiting neighbors. it's like the neighborhood could feel our excitement and didn't want to miss it. God knew we were celebrating, he must've spread the word.  as neighbors would stop for some random reason, they would look at joshua, who they normally see wheeling up and down the side walk in a wheelchair, and just smile and celebrate with him.  it felt like one of those bible stories where people in the village hear of the good news and want to be apart of it and witness it.
these strangers were so kind and excited for joshua.  told him he was a big boy.

this is the best i could do putting our experience into words.  it's really something that can't be retold.  i am so thankful for this day, his sweet sisters and all of joshua's fan club.





Friday, August 30, 2013

home schooling

it's sunny and friday. couldn't ask for much more! still in coffee mode and it tastes quite nice.  we start our 3rd year inn homeschooling this year and i feel feeling more than ready. the kids and i are so excited!

i have done traditional homeschooling, an online school, 1 year of public school and this year, in my ongoing experiment we will continue with a traditional homeschooling experience with a few variances.  this year, instead of ordering the costly curriculum that can be mundane and not always what the kids are interested in, i am doing things a bit different. we do not do "school" at home. what i mean by that is we do not try to make our home look like what a bricks and mortar school looks like! we don't start with everyone at their desks with pencils sharpened and mouths sealed and do a worksheet then take a break. we used to, kind of. but more and more i see the natural desire of wanting to learn dwindling in them with this learning style. instead, we plan together, learn while we eat get lost in an unplanned project etc. we are free. there are a few things i like to see accomplished each week, but nothing so uptight that we all hate it. home education is fun. it's unique. and no two families do it the same!

over the summer we took advantage of free learning. by this i mean, the science experiments we see in a magazine that we never get to because we have too rigid of a curriculum that there is no time or energy to do anything extra. this year, as we find ourselves interested in topics, we will elaborate on them.  utilize the library for crying out loud! hoping to do at least one library day for research.

i asked the kids what they would like to learn this year.  have your public school teachers ever sent you a letter in the middle of the summer and simply ask what your child's interests are, and then acted on that by teaching them more about those topics?  just curious. anyway, the kids made lists and their lists are growing and growing every day!  everything from learning how to make a TV commercial to sound waves and sign language.  they are equally interested in other cultures so we will continue our unit study around the world incorporating food from other cultures, clothes from other cultures and information on other cultures around the world.

i am considering subscribing to our local newspaper for just 2 or 3 months and we will do a current events course. it is important to me for my kids to know that there are other ways to find information than just google. but, we do love google!

one of my husband and i's favorite songs is "we didn't start the fire" by billy joel.  you may have heard of this.  as we have listened to it over the years, our kids too have grown to love rocking out to this song. it's catchy and talks of so much history in the lyrics. i am working on writing an age apprpriate curriculum to this family favorite song, so that should be a fun study!  here are the lyrics:


"We Didn't Start The Fire"

Harry Truman, Doris Day, Red China, Johnny Ray
South Pacific, Walter Winchell, Joe DiMaggio
Joe McCarthy, Richard Nixon, Studebaker, Television
North Korea, South Korea, Marilyn Monroe

Rosenberg's H-Bomb, Sugar Ray, Panmunjom
Brando, The King And I, and The Catcher In The Rye
Eisenhower, Vaccine, England's got a new queen
Marciano, Liberace, Santayana goodbye

We didn't start the fire
It was always burning
Since the world's been turning
We didn't start the fire
No we didn't light it
But we tried to fight it

Joseph Stalin, Malenkov, Nasser and Prokofiev
Rockefeller, Campanella, Communist Bloc
Roy Cohn, Juan Peron, Toscanini, Dacron
Dien Bien Phu Falls, Rock Around the Clock
Einstein, James Dean, Brooklyn's got a winning team
Davy Crockett, Peter Pan, Elvis Presley, Disneyland
Bardot, Budapest, Alabama, Khrushchev
Princess Grace, Peyton Place, Trouble in the Suez

We didn't start the fire
It was always burning
Since the world's been turning
We didn't start the fire
No we didn't light it
But we tried to fight it

Little Rock, Pasternak, Mickey Mantle, Kerouac
Sputnik, Chou En-Lai, Bridge On The River Kwai
Lebanon, Charles de Gaulle, California baseball
Starkweather Homicide, Children of Thalidomide...

Buddy Holly, Ben-Hur, Space Monkey, Mafia
Hula Hoops, Castro, Edsel is a no-go
U2, Syngman Rhee, payola and Kennedy
Chubby Checker, Psycho, Belgians in the Congo

We didn't start the fire
It was always burning
Since the world's been turning
We didn't start the fire
No we didn't light it
But we tried to fight it

Hemingway, Eichmann, Stranger in a Strange Land
Dylan, Berlin, Bay of Pigs invasion
Lawrence of Arabia, British Beatlemania
Ole Miss, John Glenn, Liston beats Patterson

Pope Paul, Malcolm X, British Politician sex
J.F.K. blown away, what else do I have to say

We didn't start the fire
It was always burning
Since the world's been turning
We didn't start the fire
No we didn't light it
But we tried to fight it

Birth control, Ho Chi Minh, Richard Nixon back again
Moonshot, Woodstock, Watergate, punk rock
Begin, Reagan, Palestine, Terror on the airline
Ayatollah's in Iran, Russians in Afghanistan
Wheel of Fortune, Sally Ride, heavy metal, suicide
Foreign debts, homeless Vets, AIDS, Crack, Bernie Goetz
Hypodermics on the shore, China's under martial law
Rock and Roll, cola wars, I can't take it anymore

We didn't start the fire
It was always burning
Since the world's been turning
We didn't start the fire
But when we are gone
It will still burn on and on and on and on
And on and on and on and on...

We didn't start the fire
It was always burning
Since the world's been turning
We didn't start the fire
No we didn't light it
But we tried to fight it

We didn't start the fire
It was always burning
Since the world's been turning
We didn't start the fire
No, we didn't light it
But we tried to fight it

We didn't start the fire
It was always burning
Since the world's been turning
We didn't start the fire
No, we didn't light it
But we tried to fight it


i am sure we will continue with learning to make more casseroles, how to be polite, loving, caring and all of the great, wonderful things. we will interact with our neighbors, lend a helping hand, and pray together. we will visit our grandparents and learn about them.  we will continue to learn how to maintain a car and a home. we will learn about life.

as cool, interesting topics and studies come up, i will gather facts and worksheets and games on them, plan field trips and really just learn all that we can about it!

i am writing my own lesson plans, and my own curriculum!  there is so much to learn and i will not buy into to the expensive curriculum! i found a free math course online, too!  i am pumped about that!  our little writers will continue to write and illustrate books and read novels at the book club my daughter started with her friends. we will continue to have play dates with our favorite homeschooling familes and attend field trips with the local home school group when we want :)

my dear friend told us about zoo school at the local zoo so we will be attending zoo school as well!

and this doesn't include our extra curricula and music!

see, there is so much to do and learn! this is just a fraction of what we will touch on this year.

if you are a first time homeschooler, an online school or curriculum can be helpful to get you started. but when you are ready to evolve, spread your wings and fly!  include the kids in planning their education; it only makes sense!

Thursday, August 29, 2013

the power of human milk

yup, here i go again...

i have a special little guy in my life, my son who has spina bifida. i typically do not introduce him as my son who has spina bifida, but in this particular story, it's necessary to understand this about him. he just turned 4 this year.  as you may or may not know, i chose breastmilk as my form of nutrition for all of my kids.  i also have allowed them to nurse until their little hearts (and tummies) were content.  for my first child it was a year and a half and she was ready; she weaned from the breast.  for my second it was just shy of two years old before she chose to not come back for more of mommies milk. my son, however, over the course of his life, showed little to no interest in weaning from the breast.

now, of course, he would go in spells. nursed like a champ for a solid year and would get distracted and too busy by the world around him to nurse at times. by the time he was 2, he would nurse when he wanted, was vocal about it saying "nurse, nurse" when it was time and at times even got demanding.  we got many gawks and questions when people realized he could talk and still nursed. it's was OK though. we continued.  we continued because i knew the power of it.  i had seen my milk heal surgery wounds. i had seen him surpass expectations of 2 week hospital stay per doctors orders that turned into only 1 week stays because he was doing so well.  i had seen my milk fight off colds, flu and fevers. i had seen my milk calm him when repeated IV pokes were more than he could handle and he found peace and comfort at my breast. i can't change that he has spina bifida or go through his tough times for him, but i can nurse him, and that helps me cope.

his 3rd birthday came and went and he was happily nursing.  people had the confidence and thought they had the right to look right at him and tell him he was "too old" and that "you don't need that anymore".  breastfeeding, a natural and essential way to nurture a child, became something we only did in private.  he would cry and get nervous and ask if people will laugh at him if he nurses.  shame on the world. shame on the world for having enough power to make an innocent child feel badly. we would nurse alone.  mostly at night.  human milk was still keeping him healthy.

my son has many food allergies and proper nutrition has always been a concern of mine.  he also has battled texture aversions and an increased gag reflex since he started solid foods. there was about a year in his life where he threw up every day. sometimes at every meal.  he always kept my milk down though. that was the only piece of mind i had. thankfully, i could give him my milk. it kept him hydrated. it kept him growing! i know what helplessness feels like, and it doesn't feel good. me nursing him became essential.  became vital.

my son is catheterized due to incontinence from the his spina bifida.  from the day he was born, he was put on a cathing schedule.  people who are catheterized are at higher risk for urinary tract infections.  his urologist insisted he be on an antibiotic. when i asked for how long they said "well, likely for his whole life"!  what?  i don't even have to be an MD to know that that can't be good for anyone, and i certainly wasn't going to have that for my son.  when i discussed human milk as a preventative method for infections, it was not taken seriously.  they gave human milk no credit.  so i smiled and nodded, took the prescription home with me with no intentions on getting it filled.  smelly urine and fever are signs of infection.  over the past 4 years if any of these symptoms appeared i would nurse like crazy, sometimes offering milk every hour and within 24 hours, all symptoms were gone and we were back to full health.

my son has seizures. no one knows why yet. no surprise. but everyone is interested in medicating him rather than getting to the root of the problem. blah. this sort of care sucks the life right outta me.

my sons 4th birthday came and went and he sat right up on my lap and gulped up his breastmilk like a big boy. by this point, we were at the "don't offer it, but don't refuse it" point in our nursing journey. i knew how good it was for him, but i was starting to lean towards weaning. i don't really know why, but my instincts were pointing towards weaning.  days would go by and he wouldn't nurse and my heart would ache but yet i was so proud of us. we made it four years. i wondered if we were done. and then he would ask to nurse at bed.  eventually he started to tell me there was no milk. he thought it was stuck. he had seen me pump a handful of times and he suggested we pump it out so it wasn't stuck.  bless his heart. he is a "fix-it" man at heart. always wants to fix things. i described to him in the gentlest way possible that i thought it was just gone because he was growing so big and strong and that he didn't need it anymore maybe.  we always referred to my milk as something that made him, smart, strong and healthy.  a couple of months went by with no milk flowing and only suckling once every 3-5 days.

OK, TRUE STORY, LISTEN UP:

my son had symptoms of a mild seizure at age 1 and a similar occurrence of spacing out and turning blue in color at age 2. these were pinpointed as seizures but had no reason why but since they were mild and a year apart, they were ok with no medication.  within the last couple of months, since my milk has dried up, my son suffered 2 full fledged body convulsions, 5 minute seizures. totally non responsive.  coincidence? maybe. but i doubt it. my milk has been his medication for the seizures. they have kept them stable. no more milk = full blown seizures.

as i mentioned above, signs of a UTI are fever, foul smelling urine etc.  when those symptoms would arise i would increase medication aka breastmilk and life was good.  last week my son had all the symptoms and i had no defense. i was helpless. i took him to the doc and he tested positive for UTI and was given 2 different antibiotics to kill the bacteria. coincidence? maybe. but i doubt it. my milk acted as his medicine. and now my special, miraculous, liquid gold is gone.  my super healing power, organic natural medicine...gone.

so here are just a few of my personal miracles with breastmilk.  if you have milk, like right now, in your boobs or in your freezer, guard it with your life.  it's special. it does big things.  don't let anyone tell you different. you, truly, as a lactating lady, have a super power and it is to heal. not just heal an infant with a runny nose. bigger than that. to heal the sick, the poor and the hungry.

our nursing journey together was indescribable. we have something that no one else has. our days are over.  and i am at peace with what we achieved and where we left off. one of the last special comments he said to me after nursing one night as his big brown eyes stared into mine was "the milk is so good".

Wednesday, August 28, 2013

purge!

it's a good day to write. lots going on in my life right now but today is a rainy, gloomy, beautiful kind of day that supports drinking excess amounts of coffee and sitting just a little longer at the computer.  i have been teaching the kids what it means to purge, minimize and live with less.  we are preparing to have a yard sale and the challenge: get rid of 50% of our junk.  the kids are doing outstanding with this.  i have always been a pack rat but i have also always been surrounded by my clutter.  as i work diligently day in and day out to keep a nice, comfortable living space for my family, i realize i am working around loads of junk that no one uses!  i am glad my heart and mind is finally open to letting go and getting rid of.

i like decorations, don't get me wrong, but since we moved just shy of a year ago, i still have a basement full of boxes that have not been touched!  most of them are decorations. i really have no desire to get all the loot out and decorate! i have minimal things in each room and i am content with that.  i really like to decorate with things from nature. think about your christmas stuff for a moment.  if you are anything like me, you can't contain yourself in the ornament aisle and you are always adding another theme tree in each of the rooms in your home. my problem: i love all the junk but i don't love to organize it and put it away. heck, i can barely stand to get it out anymore!  anyway, instead of getting all the plastic artificial stuff out this year for christmas i am going to sell or donate the majority of it and just get one fresh pine tree as a family, chop it down and make a memory. place it in my living room.  maybe buy a box of candy canes to hang on it. planning to string popcorn and cranberries as a family like we have done in the past and add a few sprigs of fresh pine around the home and viola, be done!  oh, and maybe ONE strand of lights.  imagine if your christmas decor all fit in one cardboard box on a shelf in your basement?!  you know, if you went into a woman's basement or attic 50-60 years ago you would probably find one cardboard box with some ornaments and lights in it, maybe a wreath or two and that would be it!  that cardboard box, when it no longer served a purpose would decompose nicely in a landfill over time and life would be good.  i feel guilty-extremely-for the amount of plastic totes that i have purchased over the years that will never decompose and that are packed full with items that really do nothing for me anymore.

now, i don't mean to suck the fun out of everything. but i am realizing, as i grow older and my kids do too, the things that mean the most to me. if i have no artificial tree in the basement then that will mean cutting down a christmas tree together each year which will also mean that we all have to spend the whole day together, choosing the perfect tree.  in the past, i nag and nag at my husband to carry up the 14 totes of christmas decor and he relentlessly does it eventually. then, my house is a mess for a week as i try to sort through all my crap and find a place for it.  for some, that is still fun and meaningful, but for me, it has become an added stress. i am one person. i have been left with no choice but to prioritize.  right now, being wife, mom and homeschooling and being my son's medical advocate is all i can do at full capacity. everything else has to be simplified!

do you think you could purge? live with less?  it takes some time to mentally prepare for it. i have been thinking about it for quite a while and now i am finally ready to only have 10 outfits, 1 set of dishes and minimal decorations.  i feel free.  live simply and big things can happen!

Monday, August 12, 2013

Human Milk

August 1-7 every year is World Breastfeeding Week.  A time to shed some light on breastfeeding and educate the world on the benefits...or the need for breastfeeding.

So, here I go.

My views on breastfeeding over the last 8 years have evolved to nothing more than this:  why are we even fucking debating and questioning breastfeeding?  why is it even a topic?  why is their an alternate?

I am noticing that in my thought process and beliefs, I am a minority.  Our culture is so far from what i believe to be normal, simple methods of living that people have grown to think breastfeeding, especially breastfeeding a child that can talk, as something very strange and wrong.

I will continue to preach it from the rooftops that breastfeeding is natural, normal and NECESSARY until the day I die.  I will continue to breastfeed my toddler, my chronically ill child, who reaps the benefits of breastfeeding to a magnitude that even Dr. Jack Newman cannot even comprehend.  What human milk does for the whole human body is unexplainable, beyond our capability to really understand what it does.

So, that's just that.  I believe in it.  I believe in nature.  I trust my body.  And I live to educate and change the world.

One day, we will all unite in these beliefs again.  We have been there before. There was a time when we all believed in it.  And then convenience was invented.  And it ruined everything.  Just like instant meals and the supermarket ruined our food in the 1950's.

We need not trust anyone or anything but ourselves.  As sad of a truth as this is, it's the truth.  We cannot trust man made, synthetic milk to nourish our babies.  Breastfeeding is necessary.  If you don't think you can do it alone, ask for help and be persistent!

And here is something to think about:  We drink milk on our cereal, we drink milk at dinner.  Because somewhere along the way we were told and we trusted that it is good for us!  And after our 1st birthday, we started drinking milk, cobs of it, daily.  And now as an adult, the majority of you are drinking milk.  Because it's good for you!  So cow milk, processed milk from unethically raised cows is good for you, but human milk is....is gross?  It's gross that a 2 or even 6 year old drinks her mommy's milk?  That is strange!  Tell me, someone, please tell me the logic behind this.