Friday, October 28, 2016

I am in awe of my son and his special ed teacher and specialists

Last week, I had the wonderful opportunity to talk to Kenny's wonderful and dedicated teacher at his school. I heard nothing but great things from her...which is what all moms want to hear. Last year, he was having an issue with his behavior...biting and scratching and not listening. Well...this year, he has blossomed! He helps clean, helps with the younger kids in the class, and follows directions...along with really showing the urge to learn as much as possible. With that, she pulled out a book and made him read it to me.
I was so overwhelmed with emotions of happiness, excitement, wonder and amazement, and even shock...that all I could muster up to tell her was that she was like a miracle worker! Seriously...this little boy whom we were told would never walk, talk and be normal...whom they told me would only be half his age developmentally....is reading! What I really wanted to do was jump over the tiny table and chairs, that are just big enough to fit the littlest of school kids, and hug her with all my heart and soul. She along with the others that work day after day to teach these special kids...are just amazing to me! I thank God daily for the teachers and aides that work so hard to get these kids to be as typical as possible...amazing, just simply amazing. To be able to teach a child with special needs is a gift that involve a lot of patience and a love for their job and the kids. They should be paid top dollars in my eyes! Right up there with doctors and those that protect us and serve!

So for all of you that are just starting the journey of a micro-preemie or a child with any form of  disability (hearing loss, apraxia of speech, etc...), brain issue, genetic issue or have been told that you're child will be developmentally delayed...here is proof that it is possible for a child to learn and grow with the right teachers, aides, specialists and lots of prayers (mixed with some heartache)...
With the recent issues with the school district and the board cutting many teachers, employees, classes and extras...I want you to see exactly why we chose Green Valley Elementary School to send our son to! To think that you want to cut 16 special ed teachers/aides...disgusts me wholeheartedly. You are only hurting the children and families involved...but, I guess...just like everything else in this world...it all comes down to numbers, which is a sickening shame.

Saturday, October 8, 2016

My oldest is...(clearing my throat)...19!

My little boy is now 19!!!!
How the heck did THAT happen?
I was 19 not too long ago...I remember every ounce of being 19 and now...my oldest child is the age that I still feel sometimes. Don't get me wrong...I would never want to be 19 again...waaaay too much learning and too much of the unknown of trying to be a kid and an adult at the same time!
These next 19 years will bring everything new to you...
don't be afraid...and think long and hard before making any decisions.
...Also...Dad and I will always be your parents, so if you need advice or just a hug...we are here...always have been, always will be!
Nineteen years ago today,
my life was changed in an incredible, amazing way.
I spent 5 weeks in the hospital on bed rest. My water broke at 29 weeks and my doctor was determined to keep you in for as long as possible.
5 weeks...
5 weeks of not walking into our home.
5 weeks of not being able to go to work.
5 weeks of not knowing if you were going to be born too early for us to enjoy our first born child, in a way that every first time parent experiences.

I was so happy when I found out I was pregnant for the very first time!
I painted your room with love and care.
I had dreams of what you were going to be...yes, I knew you were going to be a boy, even though we didn't find out on the ultrasound...I just knew.
I had such a connection with you from day one.

When that day came, when my water broke.
I was so scared but honestly didn't have a clue what was happening.
I didn't know too much about pregnancy...you were my first.
When the doctor told me I was on bed rest at the hospital for the remainder of the pregnancy I didn't know what to think.
I followed their instructions. Only to get up to use the bathroom.
Monitored several times a day...everyday
ultrasounds several times a day....everyday, to make sure the fluid around you was sufficient enough to keep you safe.

I remember the one ultrasound that did me in.
I was looking at the screen, and the doctor showed me the one area of fluid
she told me that this is what is keeping you safe. Just that one spot...so small.
Then, when they saw that you weren't growing any more,
they decided that it was time...
time to where you were not safe in my belly anymore
they could take care of you in the NICU

The pain of labor was not what I expected.
it was really hard and very painful, but thanks to modern medicine...I really was OK.
I looked at Nana and asked her why she never told me how painful labor contractions were...and her response was...If I told you, you would never of had a child. LMBO!

I remember daddy so very excited, telling me that you were a boy.
Then them working on you to get you to breathe a little better.
You were tiny...all 4 pounds 8 ounces of you
but you were here, and you were healthy.
You were perfect!

I remember seeing your little round head
your squinty little eyes
your perfectly arched eyebrows...which you still have.
Your little nose, I knew right away that you had that Kowalczyk nose.
and a leg that bent over your body because that's how you were inside of me.

Happy Birthday Tony

You were born today, 19 years ago
You changed me from just being Michele, to being a mommy.
You showed me what unconditional love was all about.
You make me smile every day with the funny things you say.
When you started talking and naming all the Indians Players names off when you were only 10 months old, I knew you were something really special.

You have grown up to a wonderful 19 year old young man...I can do without the disrespect and mouth sometimes...but I will fluff that off to the fact that you are trying to be you're own person, with your own ideas and life...Not to mention...
YOU ARE 19!! eeeks...
You have made dad and I very proud of you...even though it isnt said very often between the bickering and craziness of the house and family...With all that you have done these last 19 years.

You are a great kid...er...uh...I mean...YOUNG MAN now!
...you all are great kids.
Your sisters and brother look up to you so much.
Kenny just loves having time with you...his Bro Bro. You are the older brother (to him) that you always wanted for yourself!
You lead the way to which your sisters and brother follow...so please be kind and think before acting. LOL
I am so very, very proud of you...my first born son.

Thank you very much for being in my life.
I thank God for you every day.
I pray he watches over you for the rest of your life.
To show you right from wrong
To keep you safe from harm
and to just make you happy with you being you.

So, again...Happy Birthday Tony
We love you with our hearts and soul!
Thank you for making the last 19 years amazing...a little crazy, but amazing!
Please be gentle on us these next 19...we're begging you.

Oh and keep this in mind...
I am STILL 29...just saying...tee hee

I love you