tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4077075126044741218.post5891657056008899050..comments2023-11-02T09:29:02.607-04:00Comments on Lost In Holland: Weekend-Wrap Up: Spring In Our StepUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4077075126044741218.post-52487787956683733972014-04-21T23:10:41.839-04:002014-04-21T23:10:41.839-04:00Hi Anna,
I am so glad you introduced yourself here...Hi Anna,<br />I am so glad you introduced yourself here and told me about your incredible family!! I too am amazed at how much we have in common - SO incredible!! This is exactly why I blog - to connect with others that walk similar paths in life! :) I am very touched by all the things you shared. I can only imagine how true those words are that you 'never have a dull moment' in your life!! Oh my goodness!! Thank you so much for visiting me here in "holland" :) . I hope you stay in touch :)! Wishing you all the best :)!! AliciaAlicia Dhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06244714478310893367noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4077075126044741218.post-86243259457579673132014-04-17T01:32:19.396-04:002014-04-17T01:32:19.396-04:00I enjoy your posts and your writing.
I came acros...I enjoy your posts and your writing.<br /><br />I came across your blog thru a friend of a friend. I found it almost coincidental how similar our families are after skimming thru your posts. It's almost a breath of fresh air to find another woman understand your own, my own, situation.<br /><br />I also married young after becoming pregnant. It didn't work out as we found out raising a severely disabled daughter was too much strain especially at a young age. We were only 20. That child is now 21. Still as disabled by Down syndrome and autism as she was back then.<br /><br />I too remarried after finding "the one". Instead a plethora of girls, we had boys. 3 to be exact. My last pregnancy I gave birth to twins, 1 boy, 1 girl. What a blessing that was. My boys are as typical and dirty as boys can be. My youngest daughter was a typically developing child just like her twin.<br /><br />Around the age of 3, we noticed she wouldn't respond to her name anymore and developing this wringing behaviors of her hands. Before I know it, her language haulted and her ability to even chew her food became difficult.. My instinct having my oldest was of course, autism. Little did I know she would be diagnosed with retts instead. After about a year, she could no longer walk without assistance and lost all of her toilet training. She is now 6 and is wheelchair bound with a feeding tube.<br /><br />It's never a dull moment, to say the least, in our house. I totally get the idea of having a "perpetual toddler". Aside from my youngest being wheelchair bound, it does not stop her from getting where she wants to go even if that means throwing herself out of the chair to knock over the full glass of water on the edge of the table, purely for the enjoyment of cause and affect. While my other daughter will laugh and what seemingly appears as egging her on. The boys, of course, will just fuel the situation more after leaving another full glass exactly at the same spot, apparently inbetween wrestling each other, they supposively, as my eldest son puts it, forgets sometimes. <br /><br />As you can guess I try to keep a sense of humor in everything. Both my girls are not fully toilet trained. My oldest still needs to wear nappys but will use the potty if assisted or should say persuaded. <br /><br />I saw you do marathons. Another similar passion I live by. If I got to chase 3 boys around and a 3 year old adult daughter who loves to play Houdini and could find a escape route in a jail cell. No joke. I figured why not put my art of running after someone into running for something. It's a good way of mediatation too, especially, when you really are not chasing somebody. <br /><br />I hope to read more wonderful posts by you. <br /><br />Anna.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com