Down Syndrome.

On the day Ingrid was born we began a life long journey of education. Before this we knew nothing of down syndrome or anyone who was blessed with it. To say we were thrown into a new life would be an understatement. From the beginning we made a very conscious effort to treat her the…

The Mama Chronicles: Rest and Recoup.

As a mom and entrepreneur its very easy to get caught up in the happenings of life, family and business.  We tend to forget the importance of rest.  For some of us, an afternoon will suffice, yet for others a week or more feels more necessary.  The key is to allow yourself the opportunity to…

Relax mama..

Laundry piles that never made it to their destination, dishes needing washed, and kids to taxi. You're not alone. We're all in the same place. Just breathe. Relax, mama. Remember that there's more to you than laundry and household chores. You're filled with dreams. Ones that keep creeping their way into your vision. You're filled…

Pressure.

As humans, we tend to overload ourselves with unbearable amounts of pressure.  Why?  Do we seek validation to such an extreme that we value the opinion of others more than our own sanity?  Sound harsh, maybe.  But its the truth.  If we cared less of what the outside world thinks of our progress and more…

The Mama Chronicles: Being Mom.

Being a mom is the job of a lifetime.  It requires more sacrifice and dedication than anything you've ever done before.  Late night, early mornings, or both all lead up to this.. You are a mom. Sleep deprivation and a constant need for something turn us into coffee hoarding, baggy eyed zombies for the first…

One day you’ll understand..

I stare at your sleeping face, thanking God for the little blessings in my life. I feel your tiny hands resting on my cheek as you gaze at me. On the nights when the nightmares become too scary, I hold you tight and remind you that you're safe. I cherish the days watching you run…

Hey Mom!

As a mom, these are words that we hear countless times a day. We hear them in our sleep, while we're hiding in the bathroom with the door locked hoping for a few minutes of quiet, we hear them through tears and through giggles. Words that are simply precious, even when we're tired of hearing…

Little faces.

Each morning when I wake, I see your face.  I see the eyes created to see the pureness of life.  I see the smiles of children with joyous hearts.  I see the souls of two small children filled with elation to waken each morning, fresh and anew. Each morning I am amazed at how exuberant…

The Mama Chronicles: Just a boy.

On the day that our daughter was born, we were new to the fact that she was blessed with Down Syndrome.  This was a new world for us because neither myself or her father knew anything about it.  Over the next few days, we did minor research, trying to prepare ourselves for what could lie…