Things that bother me. Things that don’t.

When you start out in a marginalized group, I think it is a lot easier to sort out your feelings about what appropriate language is, or isn’t, when it comes to being part of that group. I grew up with people (adults included) making comments that I must be good at math because I’m Oriental. You kids are always so good, you never get in trouble like the others. What do you speak in Korea, Japanese or Chinese? No joke. Read the rest of this entry »


Tap, tap, tap.

Some people have asked me how we knew to even think LP might have Down Syndrome.  I’m sure many of you are curious.  I would be, as well.  I’m not sure when it started.  When I think back on those few weeks, they seem blurry already, but what I do remember are flashes.  Flashes of feeling, thought, memory, perception; I don’t know.  And there was something like a persistent, but unlocatable tapping noise that I only heard when I was alone. With each of those flashes, there was another tap.  Tap…  Tap…  Tap…  each time it was like a marble added to a scale, getting heavier and heavier, to show me something I didn’t want to see.  
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Hearing. Check.

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Hearing test? Quiet down, I’m trying to sleep.

This morning I dropped off Mouse at preschool, left Chipmunk with a good friend (thank you!!), and took LP to the audiologist. Unfortunately I tried to get all of this dropping off done in 30 minutes. Fail. I missed my original appointment and had to go back 40 minutes later. Silver lining: bought totally unnecessary pastries while I waited.

While I was waiting, there was a woman with her own little baby. She asked me LP’s age and I hesitated.

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