Dear Mama, Let’s Talk About Me.

Posted: July 19, 2013 | Author: | Filed under: advocacy, Dear Mama, Down syndrome, parenting | Tags: , , , , , | 8 Comments

Dear Mama,

Let’s talk about me, shall we?  I gotta be honest, ever since you calmed down with the whole “Down syndrome” thing, I feel like I’m not getting nearly as much attention as I should have.  I mean, I guess you’re doing all this “advocacy” stuff, but honesty, that looks suspiciously similar to when you say you’re hanging out with your new online mama friends.  Just sayin’.  I don’t mind being a supernatural-angel-gift-from-God if that means I get all your attention.  Wink, wink. Read the rest of this entry »

Ferbertizing My Eggs

Posted: June 4, 2013 | Author: | Filed under: embarrassing moments, funny stuff, parenting | Tags: , , , | 10 Comments

This morning Mouse and Chipmunk wanted to talk about their parts.  Yeah, those parts.  Specifically, I walked in on them sitting on Mouse’s loft bed, comparing their girly bits.  When I opened the door to get them ready for the morning, Chipmunk cheerfully announced, “Look, Mommy, we looking at our pee-pee places!  Mina has big one!”  Best thing ever to hear first thing in the morning.  

Last year, I wrote about a talk between me and Mouse on a very related topic.  It seems appropriate to share it now, despite that it is an old discussion.  And really, all awkward sex talk is timeless.
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Fickle Friday: Week Recap

Posted: May 31, 2013 | Author: | Filed under: being Korean, Down syndrome, emotional stuff, kids, medical stuff, personal growth, the future | Tags: , , , , , | 14 Comments

I’ve been trying to write on and off all day.  Maybe because I’m sleep deprived, maybe because my mind is trying to hold too many things all at once.  My heart is fickle today.  The kids, disability, laundry, extra chromosomes, preschool, echocardiograms… Sometimes I feel like my skull is full of marbles just crashing into each other at random intervals.  I think I have maybe five really big posts in my head and I can’t seem to get any of them out.  Bullocks. Read the rest of this entry »

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