Our Eczema Story
Doctors told us there was no cure. No cause for the debilitating rash that covered his body. They told us he was just an allergy kid, and that we should learn to live with daily steroids, puffy eyes, and inflamed skin. We disagreed. We cured our sons…
life amongst sixty one drafts, an update or something like it.
(the real reason I am not a fumbling blubbering idiot most days… he keeps me sane and grounded. and because I owed him a better picture after the last post.) I have sixty one drafts sitting in my WordPress dashboard, waiting to be finished, edited, or turned into something. …
Oatmeal a la Lucas
My son loves blueberries. Like LOVES them. I can remember slicing them in quarters when he was just 10 months old, and watching him gobble them up as fast as they landed on his high chair tray. We put them in everything now – yogurt, pancakes, muffins, smoothies, oatmeal. …
Six Weeks (till Christmas)
I’m about to become one with my kitchen. I’m channeling my inner baker, scrounging up some love for non stop dish washing, and preparing for a lot of resistance from a certain 2 year old. Our fridge is barren. Snack drawers are empty except for forgotten ziplocks of dry…
Whirlwind
It’s been a whirlwind of a week. Seriously. I have yelled. cheered. and cried. I sat in the pediatrician’s office, listening to words like “curable”, “recovery rate”, “leukemia”, “blood diseases”, not believing I was really there, wanting to just fast forward to the next day. I have hugged my…