In the pink

Hi, it's me. 2010 was my last post? How did I ever let it go this long? I was actually sad to see that many of my blogfriends have also had a 2010 date on their last posts.....So....thought I'd switch up my layout a bit for some oomph!

Hello, 2011!

NBear is still NBear: loved, loved, and loved. :) I sometimes forget that she is now almost 10 - or perhaps, maybe I just prefer to not admit that to myself. So hard to see them grow. You blink and then it's all vaporized into something called "yesterday".

Biomeds? Yeah, they're still there - a little here, a little there when we can afford the supplements, but we have ceased being full-on DAN parents. Officially, that is. Geez, I don't even remember the last time we saw or spoke to Dr. Mielke. *shrug* Despite that however, we are happy. We're happy knowing that we at least feel that we have enough information to go forward on our own with our supplement purchases, and diet restrictions (those AFP tablets are the BOMB!) for our NBear. We're happy seeing her come into her own, whether or NOT she is helped by the supplements we provide (did I mention we also still love Enhansa?). But most of all...

I am happy. I am happy that I now realize and accept - though this may not have been in my thoughts when I first started the blog - that NBear will probably never be the "normal" I had once envisioned for her when we started this journey. I am happy that I have grown to be a little more patient with understanding her, and that everyday seems to bring me closer to being able to breathe through the rough times (highly important for sanity reasons!). I am happy that I am supported by many loved ones - friends, family, and strangers alike.

But in the end, my happiness comes in the form of my three Bears, led by my beautiful first-born Toy Story-obsessed (doubt she'll EVER get over that movie mania), funny, loud, loving,....and yes, autistic...NBear.

To happiness,*clink*, and the many beautiful shapes it is able to take.

...and hello, 2011. :)

Team WHAT?

Boy, if there's anything that can bring a blogger back to life, it's realizing that her daughter (the infamous NBear) had - and I do not know HOW - published her own posts on mommy's blog!

If you checked in earlier and found 5 or 6 posts about Nick Jr.'s TEAM UMIZUMI (?), I hope you were sane enough to know that they were not mine. *lol* For humor's sake however, I did opt to keep one of the postings on board...I think of it as a little keepsake.

How is everyone?

Team Umizoomi! Episodes & Clips | Team Umizoomi! | Nick Jr.

Team Umizoomi! Episodes & Clips Team Umizoomi! Nick Jr.

Auld Lang Syne

(Did I even spell that right?) LOL!

Hello everyone :) NBear is fine, no worries. Mommy, however, is beyond exhausted and buzy (busy + lazy) - as evidenced by the lack of updates on my wonderful blog.

How I have missed blogging about my wonderful adventures with the NBear (aka "Silly Goose"). But alas, the sounds of just-woke-up-from-my-nap-and-I-am-grouchy-and-crying squeals from my little SBear are my cue to stop here.

...for now.

Happy New Year, everyone!

The Great Eight

Yes, I'm still here! Been awful at posting lately (my fault entirely!), but today was a special day: NBear has turned EIGHT :)

EIGHT! Wow - she's almost......TEN. Really, right?

Our to-do list went like this:

1) Wish NBear a Happy Birthday and give her a morning birthday hug.....check!

2) Go to her school and tell her teacher that today was her birthday (teacher gave her a HUGE toy mic, which she loved)..hang out for a bit......check!

3) Make the traditional trek to Chuck E. Cheese's so she could go to her favorite sllliiiiiiddddeee...check!

4) Allow her to choose a toy from favorite-store-in-the-world, Target......check! (thanks for the Bratz cowgirl doll, Auntie Cat:)

5) Smile and thank God for another year of happiness, and the daily meaningful lessons she continues to teach us............double-check!

Happy birthday my big girl, my love, my NBear. Muuuuuuuuah *xoxoxoxox*

Enhansa - wow!

Have you guys seen this?
How long have I been under a rock?
I happened to be perusing the ourkidsasd.com website (finally) - my ultimate goal being to purchase NBear's precious AFP tablets and Trace Minerals (teeth-grinding is at an all-time high, and we really saw results when she was taking those), when...

THIS caught my eye.

Faster than Paris Hilton could produce another pout, I told the Huz via email (and SHOUTmail...and yup, it's what you think!) about the link.

I really, really, really, want to try it out.

Has anyone else?

She came home from school....

...and said her head hurt. Of course the first thing the Huz and I do was to ask her HOW and WHERE she got hurt (she's been really, really good about telling us those details - with enough patience and prompting), so it was a bit confusing when she simply said, "My head hurts, I'm sick - I need my doctor." Note: she's been saying the doctor thing for a few weeks now, since the cold and coughing deal's been circulating throughout our household!

But this was different. The Huz realized it first when he said he thought she had a headache, and quickly administered a dose of children's motrin for our poor, pained, and complaining NBear. :(

My heart sank when I noticed that her headache showed all the signs of a migraine in the making - a genetic flaw she unfortunately couldn't help but inherit: she was stripping her uniform off (heat often triggers my episodes) and wanted to get into a super-thin sundress, she refused to stay in her brightly-lit room (opting instead for mommy and daddy's dimmer retreat), and - perhaps the most obvious clue to the cause of her suffering - she lay flat on her face and buried herself underneath our quilt. As all migraine sufferers know, LIGHT is the enemy when our heads are pounding. She cried for a good 10 minutes after that, and headed to the bathroom to throw up, and then was able to sleep for a bit.

The Huz was beside himself. (My poor NBear! She's just a kid. Why does she have to have so many things against her?) To which I replied: Well, she does have one thing to her advantage! (What?)...US! *smiling* I mean, you're looking at one of the MIGRAINE experts in the world, honey! I know how to make her feel better. *I mean, what do they say you do when life gives you lemons, right?*

Fortunately, her episode was short-lived. Whew! The Huz went to check on her a few hours later and she had not only emerged from her nap much happier, but greeted him with this wonderful group of sentences: "I feel better. Thanks Dad! You're the BEST!"

No, NBear....YOU are:)