Comfort, Silence and A Lot of Sleep

Last weekend Rob and I did something we’ve never done before; we left our kids with my parents and we went away for a couple of nights. This may not seem like a big deal to most people, but it was momentous for us. And to be honest, it was a much needed and well-deserved trip. Now we didn’t trek across the rain forest in Costa Rica nor did we stroll down beautiful Panamanian beaches like we did in our pre-kids life together, but we managed to sneak away to Cincinnati which, to us, felt like quite a retreat. Rob and I are super parents. All right, all right — we get that all parents will say they’re super parents. So maybe we are just mediocre, but we’re...
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Saying Goodbye to Summer

Truth: I have 1020 photos and 52 videos saved on my iPhone. I have photos dating back to the day Sebastian was born, the day he stood up on his own, the day he took his first steps, and everything in between. Most of the videos are of Lola and her quest to walk independently. Each one brings me right back to the moment and I can feel the pride in my voice over and over again. I have all of the photos and videos saved on our computer and countless other places because I have this incessant fear of losing them. And even though I know I could easily find them all, I still save them on my phone. I can’t explain why because I’m not quite...
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Fitting in at CampAbility

Dear Easter Seals CampAbility Staff, From the moment we walked in the classroom, I knew our daughter would be in good hands. Before I could even muster up a “hello”, several of you introduced yourselves and acknowledged Lola. I tried to think of how you would know who she was because you had never met her, but the intake process for attending camp was so extensive that I’m sure you saw her picture. You probably knew her likes, her dislikes, her food preferences, and even her rare genetic condition, NR2F1, along with all its symptoms. I would guess that you knew she had limited speech, a complex visual impairment as well as epilepsy. I’m sure you were educated and prepared to give her the rescue medication if, God...
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To The Hairdresser Who Changed How People Saw My Child With Special Needs

Dear Hairdresser Who Sang To My Kid, I should know your name. I can’t believe I don’t. I was so busy trying to corral my two children, pay for their haircuts and maintain my sanity. I remembered to profusely thank you and I could have very well asked your name. In fact, I’m sure I did, but that important detail has faded. Unfortunately what I do remember is that people were staring at us prior to you calling my daughter, Lola, back. I remember my face feeling flush. I remember thinking the outing was a bad idea when Lola began to run in places she wasn’t supposed to, grabbed at things she shouldn’t have, and I remember the piercing scream she belted out when I tried to redirect...
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‘Progressing’

Try to do a blog post today. Most days I think it, but I rarely follow through. It’s not because I’m not dedicated to Say Hola Lola, it’s just that my free moments are few and far between these days. Anyone with young children knows this to be true. For those that would like continuous Lola updates, I’d recommend following Say Hola Lola on Facebook or on Instagram. It’s hard to believe Lola has completed her first full year of school (she started halfway through last year). On her final day of school, I sobbed like a baby throughout the entire day. I couldn’t articulate into words where the tears were coming from, I just knew I was proud. I watched the video of Lola walking to the...
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