yesterday was surgery

a mom is not a person who will fall from the sky.a mom is a person you will only get once. live with her, take care of her and love her. she will do the same to you. i love mom. - kiele marston, age 11

yesterday i had a uterine ablation.  it wasn't a long surgery, but was under general anesthesia.  i knew that i'd have cramping after the surgery, but didn't know how bad it would initially be.  and that...along with the nausea and grogginess from the anesthesia basically kicked my ass.  i slept the entire day and night away yesterday, waking up for only a short bit, at 8 PM.  

my dear friend, mary, drove me back and forth, had dinner and flowers for me at the house, and took care of the little ones all night.  i can't thank her enough for her kindness and willingness to help--to go above and beyond.  i don't know what i would have done without her.  thank you a million mary and jason!  i don't know how i can repay you for your goodness...but i will.

and then this morning, i woke up to this letter, from kiele. and i sobbed. i know i say it often, but she is the most amazing, kind, giving child. it's beyond what words can describe. how is one blessed with such a wonderful child? that's often the question i ask myself. she makes me a better person, that's for sure.

and she is why this move has me so stressed out. a lot of my friends say, don't worry. everything will be fine. things will be okay.

but right now, i don't know they'll be fine.  things are different. they're different and tougher when you have a special needs child that you have to advocate and sometimes fight for. and that is what i will do for kiele. if i have to, i will fight until i have no more breath to fight with. i stress about getting her in the right school. about the possibility of the district challenging the services that have been deemed appropriate for the past four years, while in san diego. i stress about her having a difficult time in the classroom b/c she doesn't have the appropriate services and losing the great love and joy she currently has for school. i basically stress about screwing things up for kiele. i am her advocate. i have to make sure she has what is right...what she needs...what is appropriate. that is my job, as her mother.

i hope you enjoy the little bits of goodness that i can share of kiele.  i wish i could share her with the world.  

the gift of hearing

a friend sent me this link this morning and seeing the photos made my heart melt and tears roll down my face. obviously the photos hit home because we've been truly blessed with this gift--this gift of hearing. yes, kiele, my deaf child, hears!! kiele has a cochlear implant, which i refer to as her bionic ear. she hears at the same levels as a normal hearing person, however, she hears differently. and people with cochlear implants (and hearing aids) still have their challenges...especially listening in noise. this is kiele's internal device, which was surgically attached to her skull and then the electrode fed through her cochlea.

this is her external device, which she wears on her ear. the headpiece attaches to the back of her head, with a magnet, allowing the external and internal devices to communicate...to give kiele sound.  

kiele talks almost the same as you and i (you probably wouldn't even know she was deaf, if you didn't see her cochlear implant). she is in a mainstream 6th grade class at one of the most challenging middle schools here in san diego. she's in the gifted program. she's at the top of her class. she touches the hearts of everyone she meets. i get emails from her teachers regularly on what an amazing child she is. and i can't say it enough...how very blessed and grateful we are.

what i love about the TIME photographs is that you can truly see the joy on so many of the children's faces, as they are fitted with their hearing aids...as they are able to hear, many of them probably for the first time.

yesterday, i got to watch the opposite. the audiologist did some testing on kiele, where they test kiele's hearing in noise, in the sound booth (listening to spoken sentences, with noise in the background). they did the testing using a noise level that was equivalent to the noise level in a standard classroom. kiele did terrible, which was expected and is normal for a hearing impaired child with hearing aids and/or a cochlear implant. this is why DHH kids have to have services like an FM in the classroom. but what i didn't anticipate is how much not hearing would affect kiele. as she tried to listen and repeat the sentences or any word, for that matter, the anguish was displayed all over her face. many times, it looked like she was going to cry. the audiologist had to stop the testing a couple times to let kiele know she was doing great and that the test was supposed to be hard. all of this was done to show how difficult it is in the classroom, if kiele does not have the appropriate DHH services (teacher's FM, pass-around, realtime transcription, etc.).

this is a sample of how kiele hears...what the sounds are like with a cochlear implant.  i always describe it as it kind of sounds darth vader-ish.  kiele has 16 channels but i think the last two channels are turned off because they weren't doing anything.  it really is amazing!!

so with all that said...i'm totally PMSing, which equates to extra emotional...and totally crying as i type this. i just think how blessed we are to live in a time when kiele can have this opportunity to hear. and how grateful i am to have met the people we have along this journey--people who have believed in kiele and believed in her potential. kiele wouldn't be where she is today without them...that's for sure. you know who you are. and i thank you from the bottom of my heart. you will always be a special part of our lives...but you already know that!

photo of kiele is from the other day, when we were playing at the park. we are so blessed!

i miss him so.

the reason it hurts so much to separate is because our souls are connected.- nicholas sparks

i truly believe that steve and i were meant to be.  while we are quite the opposites in some departments, he complements me and completes me. he makes me a better person. he makes my life complete. and as i often share, he's just an amazing person and the most wonderful daddy.  pretty darn handsome too. ;-)

and today, we got to skype with steve. it had been a long time since we last skyped b/c the connection hasn't been so good. it was so wonderful to see him. it was so emotional to see him. i had to fight back the tears quite a few times, especially when i sat back and just watched the kids talk to their daddy.

it's been 4 1/2 months, since steve left, and on march 6th, we'll have *only* two months to go. it's funny when you can say only two months. normally having your husband gone for two months would be a long time, but we're at the point where two months seems rather short and is pretty darn exciting. aye...the things that become normal for us military families.

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the above quote is from "the notebook". i watched it last week and sobbed like a baby. i don't think i've ever cried during a movie as much as i did with "the notebook".  of course, being apart from my husband for so long didn't help.  but truly...a wonderful movie. a wonderful love story. if you haven't seen it, rent it! but have many tissues nearby.

now off to mow the lawn and then straighten up the house. the car could use a bath too but that will have to wait for another day. dinner with max's family tonight...i can't wait to see them.

making the most...of me

make the most of yourself,for that is all there is of you. - ralph waldo emerson

some days i think i have everything all figured out. how i can... do it all. balance it all. keep it all together. and do it well.

then there's the other days, where i'm fussing at my kids, at the computer way too much, have laundry overflowing, the house is a mess and i'm not doing anything very well at all.

and then... then... there's day when PMS hits and i'm on the verge of tears thinking about how i'm not doing one damn thing well at all. my head is in a fog as i try to balance it all and realize that the only thing for sure is that everything is off balance.

will i really be able to keep up with all this? with all i need and long to do? how?

then i deservedly firmly kick myself...

you can do this. you've done it before. you're overwhelmed at the moment but everything will be okay in the end. you're not superwoman. you are NOT superwoman.

at the end of the day today, i remind myself that it's okay to have bad days. and it's okay to cry.

tomorrow... i will do what i need to do most...spend time with my kids. we will go get slurpees. i will take them to the park. the two things they enjoy the most. i won't sit and read my magazines at the park. i will run. i will play. i won't think about all the stuff that lingers to be done. i will have fun and embrace what truly is most important and...how very blessed i am.

 

anyone can give up...not me!

anyone can give up, it's the easiest thing in the world to do. but to hold it together when everyone else would understand if you fell apart, that's true strength.”- author unknown

always remember, you have within you the strength, the patience, and the passion to reach for the stars to change the world. - harriet tubman

over the past few days, i've sent my husband a number of emails--not the pleasant ones about how much we miss him and can't wait to have him home--no, he's been receiving my stressed out emails, sharing the negative information i've been receiving from others about RI's deaf/hard-of-hearing state of being. i was so trying to think positive, especially in the beginning, but when you're hit email after email, call after call, with negative information about the deaf/hard-of-hearing services...it's hard to remain positive (although i still try and do so). a small excerpt from an email today, from someone who currently lives in rhode island:

the school systems in RI are full of corruption and red tape - it's rather tough.

with all my heart, i hope i'm amazingly, wonderfully surprised at how great kiele's school transition goes.

and then... today, i received the following email from my husband (i had emailed him about how f&%#(*@ up things were and that i'm not sure we would be able to go with him to rhode island b/c things were just too hard)...

Well I really didn't know how to reply and waited a day to see if I saw anything else from you. I read your blog and it seems in there like you are still considering moving. It would really, really, really suck to be out there without you and the kids. I know you are stressed about the schools and you might think that I just don't care, but I think everything will be fine out there. I think Kiele is amazing and even in the toughest situations she does amazingly well.

It would be ridiculous for me to be there by myself and have that be the only time in my career (20 some years) where I could have more time at home, enjoying life with my family. I just want to have time hanging out with you guys; I don't want to be sitting there hearing how tough it is in San Diego and all the things I am missing out on. There are a lot of I's in those sentences but it is for us that I say it. I don't think living apart for another year in this kind of situation is a good choice. and like that...everything fell into place. it was exactly what i needed...a roundabout kick in the ass, in my husband's ever so polite way, to get myself refocused.  we're moving this summer. i can do this...for kiele...for our family...and maybe even for other deaf/hard-of-hearing kids in rhode island. i will advocate for what is appropriate, with all my might. and i won't give up. in the end, i will win b/c i'm advocating for what's appropriate, right? how can i not win? i have the strength, the passion and the determination to do this. i can and i will.

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some have emailed me regarding the possibility of living in CT and kiele attending school there. i'm currently investigating that possibility; however, i'm not sure how feasible it is b/c steve's drive to newport would be 1-2 hours (depending on where in CT).

also, i wanted to thank everyone for their friendship and support. so many have gone out of their way to inquire with friends they know in RI, research things on the internet for me, email words of encouragement, etc. thank you. thank you. thank you.

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steve, thank you honey, for being so calm and collected, amidst my stress. thank you for being the most amazing husband and father. thank you for being you...and loving me.  i can't wait till you're back home with us!

our pre-deployment photo, taken a few days before he left:

 

changing times

your time is limited, so don't waste it living someone else's life. don't be trapped by dogma - which is living with the results of other people's thinking. don't let the noise of other's opinions drown out your own inner voice. and most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. they somehow already know what you truly want to become. everything else is secondary.- steve jobs

have we gone back to the 80s? it's crazy to see the fashions that are on the horizon. mc hammer pants? really? but...they call them harem pants now. it's going to be funny over the next months to see these 80s fashion trends evolve.

what else is changing? well... i've been researching rhode island like a mad woman. internet. emails. phone calls. houses to rent. potential schools. deaf/hard-of-hearing (DHH) services. what i've discovered is that rhode island is way behind the times when it comes to oral DHH. kiele currently receives real-time transcription in her classes (kind of like a court reporter--kiele has a computer, the transcriber has a computer, and then the transcriber types every word that is said in the class...it then feeds real-time to kiele's computer for her to read). i guess you could say it's a bit like closed-captioning on your TV, which we just happen to use 100% of the time in our house. sooo, through my research, i've discovered that no DHH child in rhode island has or has had real-time transcription. i plan on confirming this by inquiring statistics from the special education department via the public records act. what does this all mean? it means that i very well may face quite a bit of resistance, in getting kiele the appropriate services for her DHH needs, if we move to rhode island. i've heard things like,

get your boxing gloves on you're in for a fight you'll most likely end up in court with the district.

i know how to fight the fight, if i have to but the problem is...i don't have the time in rhode island. we're there for ONE year.

is it worth it to do the move? is it worth it to displace the family, to only end up displacing them again in one short year? is it worth it to go to rhode island, where everyone has told me i'm in for a fight to get kiele what's educationally appropriate?

but then i switch gears, when the other side of my brain kicks in, and i think...

is it fair to the little ones to be apart from their daddy for a year (on top of the 7 months they will have just done)? maybe this is how things were meant to be...and i can advocate for the rhode island DHH kids and families, who might not know any different.

i was speaking with one lady in rhode island special education yesterday and after i shared with her that we are a progressive DHH family and that i'm well aware of what is appropriate for kiele's needs and i'm willing to fight for what's appropriate, she sarcastically said:

good for you. maybe you can go into law making while you're here too.

well, she better watch out b/c if i do end up in rhode island...while i might not end up in law making, i will surely advocate for others on what is possible and that they can fight for what is appropriate for their child. and hopefully pave the way and make a difference for others that might not know any different than the DHH ways and thinking that currently exist in the state.

i don't know the answers at the moment. i really have no idea at this point what we will end up doing--staying here or moving to rhode island with steve. i have to sit back for a bit and just digest this all. then i have research some more and digest some more. and i haven't even had the opportunity to talk to steve about all this b/c he's been so busy in iraq. the poor guy just keeps getting my stressed out emails.  it's hard (some days harder than others) but no matter what, i can promise you one thing...i will have given my all and done my best to try and make the best decision for our family.

when you're dead

skyler:  hey mom.  when i'm old and you're dead, can i get two dogs? OMG...i about fell out of my chair. the little ones keep asking me for another dog, which is where the above question stemmed from.  that came shortly after the kids' conversation about who was older--steve or i. it went like this:

kiele: guess who's older. mommy or daddy? skyler: mommy is older b/c she has way more wrinkles. ryder: what's wrinkles? skyler: they're the lines that go down her face. kiele: they're saggy skin, like a bulldog has. ryder: oh, i get it now. me: i don't have that many more wrinkles than daddy. skyler: yes, you do.

the things that they sometimes say...oh. my. gosh! and that skyler, she makes me laugh like no other, which i'm so thankful for.

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i've been having a tough few days. stressed about this and that.  short with my kids.  i'm allowed to, right? i think it's all just getting to me. and i'm damn ready for my husband to be back home now.

my mind is on overdrive, thinking about and working on everything i need to get done.  i'm a bit (just a bit) of a control freak and a perfectionist.  and my mind is flooded with thoughts of...

finding the most appropriate middle school for kiele. finding a house to rent in the same city, where the middle school is. researching DHH services in RI, which involves tons of internet research and many, many phone calls and emails. beginning to get kiele's paperwork ready for transition to new school. trying to get the jeep up for sale. contemplating selling other car, which has over 150K miles. trying to find a new car or two. continuing life at home as both mother and father. struggling to continue cleaning house, as i once did. beginning organizing for the move (practically my whole house ends up in ziploc bags). trying to get kiele new cochlear implant batteries and a charger b/c hers broke.  we're borrowing a battery and charger from a friend right now. trying to do it all, with a husband in iraq, who i can't talk to when i want or need to talk to him

steve would tell me not to worry and stress about all this stuff (if it gets done, it does and if not, that's okay too) and i'm sure he'll be saying exactly that, once he reads my blog, but...when steve gets back, we'll only have about a month before we move. i don't want our month to be consumed by all the above crap and moving is just plain stressful as it is. i want to enjoy my husband's arrival back home.  i want to do nothing except spend time and enjoy one another as a family--a complete family.

and to be completely honest, there will be an adjustment period when steve gets home. and i don't want to make this time--this time of adjustment and reintegration of the deployed person-- any more challenging by worrying about finding a rental, selling cars, etc.  while a military homecoming seems all grand and joyful, the weeks after a homecoming are not as easy as it sounds. sure, initially, it's absolutely amazing but then there's the adjustment and that, my friends, can be a bit difficult, as any military spouse will tell you.

in closing, i leave you with a photo of ryder and our one dog, charley.  

 

flexibility is the key

 if you are truly flexible...there is really very little you can't accomplish in your lifetime.- anthony robbins

remember how i said, in a previous post, that nothing is firm in the military until orders are in hand (and even then, i can't say that it's 100%). well, the roller coaster continues...

the latest...we're moving this summer, to rhode island for a year (and then who knows after that).  steve will be earning a second masters degree there.  i guess this is pretty firm but, steve still wants to inquire about a fellowship in DC, that was recently announced. he's not sure if he's eligible to apply so he's supposed to call the coordinator on monday. yes!  flexibility...it's one of the major keys in being a military spouse.  that along with lots of strength and understanding.

at one time i had said that there was no way that i would move for only a year...because of kiele's school needs. there's a lot of accommodations that need to be set up for kiele's deaf/hard-of-hearing needs (deaf itinerant teacher, FM system, transcription, etc.) and that takes a lot of time, organization and upfront work. some schools districts are definitely easier than others and i really don't know until i get the ball rolling.  san diego has been one of the best.

but after doing 3 1/2 months of being all and doing all, i'm not sure i could do another year by myself, right after this 7 month deployment. while i consider myself strong and we do just fine...being apart for so long just plain 'ole sucks.

in the end, i've decided that the most important thing for all of us is that we just need to be together.  and i will bust my ass to make sure that kiele gets all the educational accommodations she needs in the classroom.

ETA:  i received this from steve, after i told him that i was excited to go to RI together as a family: That is awesome babe. I am REALLY excited about living together. Love you and looking forward to being home, our cross country trip to Newport, and lots of time at home!   it's just funny to me how we can have such conversations and they are normal. should such a conversation be normal?

and because i think every post needs a photo, here's ryder shooting me, with his preschool-made camera.

humor

a person without a sense of humor is like a wagon without springs. it's jolted by every pebble on the road.- henry ward beecher

most that know me, know that i don't have a very good sense of humor. i've gotten better over the years but i'm seriously still lacking. don't get me wrong...i can laugh with the best of them but i have always wished i could laugh at more.

but not my skyler. she has her daddy's sense of humor and is pretty darn funny. she keeps me laughing and keeps me on my toes. even the way she giggles gets you going; when she laughs, you can't help but laugh right along with her.

and that brings me to yesterday. sky was in her room and when i walked by, i noticed this awesome light coming in through her window. i brought out my camera and of course, ryder had to get in the action too. so there was ryder laying on the bed and skyler looking at her princess self in the mirror. i bring the camera up to my face and not 10 seconds later, she's mooning me. i guess she thought it would make for a more interesting picture.  and she thought it was the funniest thing ever...as did i.

i guess i have my "THE END" page to my annual 2009 family book. just so happens that it's been skyler's end every year.  gotta love her.

hope you have a wonderful weekend filled with love and laughter.

getting easier?

missing someone gets easier every day because even though it's one day further from the last time you saw each other, it's one day closer to the next time you will.- author unknown

well, i'm not so sure how true the above quote is, but i like to think so. we started this deployment, knowing we were going to be apart for over 200 days. and the kids and i have been talking about how when we get to 100 days remaining until daddy gets home, we will make 100 rings and begin officially counting down the days.  

well, that time is now...today, we're actually at 97 days (i was a bit late on making the rings).  the kids were excited to remove three rings today, but i made it clear that they can only remove one ring a day and removing more than one ring doesn't bring home daddy any faster.

less than 100 days to go. woo hoo!  that is exciting!

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the assignment roller coaster continues. the latest--monterey, CA (middle eastern studies grad program). right now, that's what we're hoping for because steve says that if he doesn't get monterrey, he'll most likely go to KS.  and KS means another year apart, as i can't move kiele for only one year. it takes about a year to get all her deaf/hard-of-hearing education services set up. if steve does go to KS, we'll probably be able to see him once a month and spend major holidays together, but it's still tough. and sometimes i think the 'home again | gone again' routine might be even harder for the little ones.  we will see.  and like i said in a prior post, at this point, steve still could possibly end up getting a completely different assignment.

a story of kindness and trust

we heart linda's donuts. always have. but do so even more now. i asked the kids if they wanted to go get donuts this morning, something that we did often when daddy was here.

yea...yea, they excitedly screamed.

once i was ready, i told the kids to jump in the car.

no, we don't want to drive, they both agreed.

they actually both wanted to scooter, which made me happy. i grabbed charley, the keys, a 20 dollar bill and off we went.

linda's is a little over a half-mile away...a decent distance for the kids. the air was brisk and we were enjoying our conversation together along the way. one block from the donut store, i noticed that my 20 dollar bill was gone; i had been holding it in the same hand with my keys because i had no pockets. i thought that maybe i had lost it when i pressed the crosswalk button. i went back to that area, but no money found.

i knew the kids were going to be so bummed, to have to turn around and go back without getting donuts so i decided to go to the donut store, tell them what happened and see if they would let us get our donuts and then come back by car to pay. i was a bit worried because it wasn't the owner at the front, which it usually is...and he's familiar with us (i think). i asked anyways, hoping that i wouldn't have to disappoint the kids and head back home donut-less. and they let us; they gave us our donuts and trusted me to come back to pay. i was so thankful. of course, when i came back, i came with money and camera in hand. had to document this donut shop, we so enjoy. and document a story of kindness and trust.

we heart linda's.

happy birthday

you have grown in me. Â you see.it's you and me. together forever. and never apart. maybe in distance, but never in heart. - author unknown.

the kids and i decided to make steve cupcakes, for his birthday. they poured, mixed and frosted. proudly. all by themselves.

and this was ryder's "happy birthday daddy" photo.

happy birthday babe! we miss you! xo, dj

appreciating the little things

we are so often caught up in our destination that we forget to appreciate the journey. appreciation is a wonderful feeling, don't overlook it.- author unknown

i shipped steve a birthday package, from my in-laws house a couple weeks ago, which he just happened to receive today--on his birthday. a few pair of sweat pants, which he requested. some other requested odds and ends. and an 80-page book. our book. a compilation of photos, of our family, from 2008. looking through the book is emotional for me, as i recount family moments and how much the kids have grown over the past year. i can't even begin to imagine how emotional the book is for steve, being away from us and all.

steve also received three postcards, one from each child. i vaguely remember steve's mom doing that--having the kids write/draw on a postcard, for their daddy's birthday. the thing that i didn't realize...was how very special that was going to be. steve couldn't stop talking about the postcards, especially sky's, which he scanned and emailed back to me (see below). Â i hadn't seen the postcards so i was happy that he emailed it.

one thing about steve being away is not only do we realize how much we appreciate one another, but also how much we often under-appreciate the little things, the everyday things. i know i've mentioned sky's learning to write to steve in the past--although not remembering how much these everyday things that the kids are doing mean to him, i'm sure i just glossed over it during quick conversation. it's these things--these things that are part of my hectic everyday--that i forget steve is so missing and would do anything to be a part of right now. it is these things that i must remind myself are so important to share with steve any way that i can. briefly glossing over them is not good enough.

happy birthday babe! we miss you. we love you. i'm so glad that you love your birthday gifts. almost 3 months done. 4 months to go. stay safe.

the courage to be free

the secret of happiness is freedom. the secret of freedom is courage.- thucydides

something a friend of mine and i were talking about today is the prison we pose upon our own creative minds. it's so easy to get trapped in the comparison and competitiveness of being a photographer, of being an artist.

i believe that it's when we free ourselves from that self-imposed imprisonment and have the courage to just let ourselves be--that we do our best and most creative work. it's at that time when we and our work is truly us and what it was meant to be.

a story of kindness

i expect to pass through this world but once;any good thing therefore that I can do, or any kindness that i can show to any fellow creature, let me do it now; let me not defer or neglect it, for i shall not pass this way again. - stephan grellet

we came home from vacation, boxes waiting at my door. i noticed one of them was from curlyQ cuties. i didn't know why, as we had already received our two cuties we had ordered. i opened the box, to find a card sitting on top. it read:

debora, sorry to hear about the dog getting to skyler's monster. hopefully, we've picked the correct one from your original order to replace. happy holidays! curlyQ cuties

p.s. a sincere "thank you" to your husband for his service to our country.

sigh. my heart melted as i read the note and opened the package to find a replacement cutie for skyler's torn one. they must have read on a prior blog post that our dog had gotten to sky's cutie and put a big hole in it.

what a wonderful act of kindness.

i loved curlyQ cuties before, as written about here. i love them even more now. please check them out when you get a chance. Â they are much more than just a wonderful product. Â

happy holidays!

i'm headed out for a much needed holiday vacation and break. while there, i'm going to try real hard not to get on a computer and truly rest, relax and simply enjoy my family. i hope everyone has a wonderful christmas and a incredible, hopeful new year. i'm excited to see what 2009 has in store!Â

thank you leah, for being such an amazing friend and for taking our family photos this year. Â love ya pal.

i'll love you forever

i'll love you forever,i'll like you for always, as long as i'm living my babies you'll be. adapted from robert munsch's book, love you forever

my three and i, taken by my dear friend, shawn, this past weekend (thanks shawn...love ya pal).

my three... kiele: tweenish. smiling the way she thinks she's supposed to. my little mother hen. skyler: cute as can be, with the pigtails she begged to have for the photo. her happy, smiley self. ryder: sucking his thumb. a momma's boy. wearing the star wars shirt and tennies he begged to wear. me: a temporary single mom. missing steve. cherishing my three.

my three... they're growing up right before my eyes. no longer my babies, yet always my babies.

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all three went to the dentist this past friday. ryder was the first one out and when i asked him how it went, he replied:

bad.

me: it went bad ryder? why? what happened? ryder: she said i have to stop sucking my thumb.

and he's taken it very seriously ever since. tonight was no exception. when it was time for bed, i laid down with him (as i always do...breaking that habit will come another day). ryder's thumb went in his mouth a few times and he'd say the same thing each time.

no sucking my thumbie.

and each time, with a determined, forceful yank, out came his thumb. at one point he told me that he wasn't going to be able to stop sucking his thumb. i told him he could and what a big boy he was...how proud i am of him for trying. and within minutes, he had fallen asleep, without sucking his thumb. this was the first time ever...falling asleep without his thumb. and a bittersweet moment for me. my last baby of my babies really is growing up. sigh.

if you're a parent and you haven't read love you forever, you must. in my opinion, it's a book every parent should have on the shelf.

giving thanks

may your days be many and your troubles few.may many blessings descend upon you. may peace be within you and your heart be strong. may you find what you seek wherever you roam. - irish blessing

it's hard to believe it's thanksgiving today. the year has absolutely flown by and nothing is normal about the day. steve is in iraq. kiele is with her dad. it's the little ones and i. while we physically are not all together, steve and kiele are here with us in our hearts. we will share about them as we give thanks today. as we give thanks and celebrate our many, many blessings.

i found this wonderful article regarding how to be thankful: 1. pay attention to the people around you. everyone has something wrong or to complain about. look at those who aren't as fortunate are realize how blessed you are. 2. practice acceptance. stop dwelling on how things should be, what could have been or what you don't have. recognize what you do have and accept what you don't. 3. become a problem solver. get in the habit of asking yourself how you can turn a negative situation into something positive. 4. learn to see hardship as a chance to develop character. we all have hardships. handle and work through yours with grace. 5. develop a gratitude journal. 6. take joy in the small things. life's treasures. small pleasures. give thanks for each small gift you receive.

some things that we are thankful for...

skyler (age 5): my mommy. my daddy. kiele. ryder. charley. and seeing my daddy on the computer.

ryder (age 3): my family. rain. movies. snacks. football. charley bear. toys. books.

me: the love, support and friendship of my husband. my children and the joy and brightness they bring my life. my and my family's health. steve's safety. my friends. laughter. our abundance and ability to share food and clothing. the roof over our heads. the technology, which allows us to see and chat with steve, while he is serving in iraq. stability, during a time when the stability of so many is at risk. our freedom.

next year, i hope to volunteer somewhere on thanksgiving. together as a family. this is a huge goal of mine, to volunteer together...each doing a part. and no better time, to start our family's giving to those less fortunate, than thanksgiving.

happy, happy thanksgiving!

where dreams are born

so come with me, where dreams are born, and time is never planned. Â just think of happy things, and your heart will fly on wings, forever, in never, never land.- peter pan

last week, i was contacted by kiele's cochlear implant company, asking me if i would be interested in sharing kiele's story with the company. i didn't look at my calendar. i didn't think about it for a second. i jumped at the opportunity.

of course, i'd be honored to, i told gabriele.

so tomorrow, i present kiele's [hearing loss/cochlear implant] story to advanced bionics. an hour long presentation, presented to both their CA facilities, sylmar and valencia. it's such an amazing opportunity. an opportunity to share--our story, the challenges, kiele's successes and my appreciation. it truly has been such a journey; i get teary just thinking about it. and i am grateful beyond words for this gift that kiele has been given--this gift to hear again, after a progressive hearing loss.

while preparing for the presentation, i was going through old documents and found this one that i had written in 2003--a synopsis of kiele's hearing loss journey:

Kiele is six years old and completely oral. She was diagnosed with a hearing loss at age three, although most likely present at birth. At four months old, I thought Kiele was deaf (not responding to sounds). She had an ABR done, which she failed but they said it was b/c she was not completely asleep. She soon began to respond to sounds and soon the potential for hearing loss was forgotten. At age three, one of the pediatric nurse practitioners that I worked with (I'm an RN) asked me if I thought K was speaking OK. I told her that I thought so, she was meeting all the landmarks, etc. although I had noticed that she dropped end consanants (milk was "mew", cat was "ca"). The PNP referred us for a speech eval just to make sure. Kiele passed the speech eval, the SLP said that yes, she was dropping end consanants but he thought she would speak them with a little more time. Next came the audiogram as part of the speech eval, which she failed and failed again and failed again. We were immediately referred to the AZ school for deaf/blind, where she got reassessed (and failed) and then got loaner hearing aids. Kiele's hearing loss is a sensorineural hearing loss (moderate sharply sloping to profound), which has rapidly progressed since initial diagnosis. Although we do not know for sure why Kiele is hearing impaired, our thought is that it might be due to primary CMV infection while pregnant with her...no way of knowing for sure b/c she appeared completly healthy at birth (not tested for CMV...no idea). Based on Kiele's audiogram, she has been determined to be a "borderline candidate" due to the fact that she is hanging on to some low pitched hearing (at the 250 and 500 frequencies, she is at 50 and 60 dB...the rest of the audiogram is at severe and profound thresholds). They are putting Kiele through the entire candidacy program to determine if they will implant her or not. Kiele loses about 10 dB of hearing at one or two frequencies every couple months...that seems to be the trend. Three years ago, Kiele's best hearing was at 20 dB and worst at 70 dB...now best is 50 dB and worst is 110 dB.

Kiele began with digital hearing aids and did well with them until about a year ago, at which time she was not getting any benefit from them with the high-pitched sounds. She now wears AVRs, which use frequency transposition. She actually does quite well with them considering her hearing loss. She also is very good at reading lips and "putting the puzzles together".

The thing that is difficult for me is that it seems that in a sense Kiele gets punished for being so intelligent and doing so well with her struggling, so she is forced to continue to struggle when the technology is there that would allow her to excel and not to struggle. So many things are difficult for her in every day life but she adapts and struggles through them so well. They look at her audiogram, which is done in a completely quiet sound booth, and they note that Kiele is doing so well with her aids. Well, they don't see her at school, not being able to hear her teacher or peers at times and having to rely on cues from peers. They don't see her playing with other children and not hearing them, only being able to focus on one friend and often not wanting to play when there is a group. They don't see her watching television and not know what is going on. It is things like this that frustrate me so much. Yes, Kiele is holding her own with her aids; however, how much better could/would Kiele do with a CI!!!! It breaks my heart that I have to sit back, watch her struggle, and wait for her to lose a tad bit more hearing. Academically, this is the prime time in Kiele's life and even though she is smart enough to probably breeze through it, b/c of her hearing loss, she has to struggle through it. We have made the decision to put K in a Deaf/HOH program (19 children, preK through 5th grade, in the program) for the first grade b/c she is missing too much in the mainstreamed program. I am very wishy-washy about this decision b/c they are ASL (Kiele is completely oral) and so now there will be an additional learning focus (ASL), when there are already so many things a first grader has to learn/master. Additionally, I am hoping that they start a reading group as they said they would b/c Kiele needs to learn to read like a hearing child would vs. how a deaf child would learn to read. They promised this same thing last year but did not follow through. If Kiele was to be implanted, I could easily keep her in the mainstreamed program.

it's very emotional for me to read the above words, as it was such a tough time. a time where kiele having a cochlear implant was only a dream of mine.

never stop dreaming. never stop believing.