From a Little One’s Perspective…Even When They Can’t Talk…They Love You.


“I love you more than I have ever found a way to say to you” ~ Ben Folds Since it’s nighttime and I just put my precious E & Q down to sleep, I want to say thank you to everyone who visited us today and for those who did and felt moved by “Welcome to Holland,” here is what I think E would have said to me before she went to sleep.  Thank you for this HUGE boost today for me and my family but also for everyone else that has been to Holland through their children, parents or … Continue reading From a Little One’s Perspective…Even When They Can’t Talk…They Love You.

If your instincts are talking to you, stop and listen…it’s rude not to.


The most decisive actions of our life… are most often unconsidered actions.  ~André Gide, The Counterfeiters, 1926 So this morning when I woke up, I my instincts told me this day had the chance to be a doozy of a day.  First, while for the past nearly 18 months (actually longer since I couldn’t sleep when I was pregnant either, so make that 2.5 years!) I have woken up several times a night, but, since I haven’t been feeling well, I had been exhausted and sleeping much harder than normal for the past 2 nights (no I am not pregnant).  So perhaps, … Continue reading If your instincts are talking to you, stop and listen…it’s rude not to.

A journey toward Happiness…well, mostly.


“The truth is that our finest moments are most likely to occur when we are feeling deeply uncomfortable, unhappy, or unfulfilled. For it is only in such moments, propelled by our discomfort, that we are likely to step out of our ruts and start searching for different ways or truer answers. ~ M. Scott Peck I first must say, I am so happy to writing this post tonight (this will seem very strange once you get to the subject matter, but the writing part is what brings me the joy, not the topic). As you may have guessed,  I took yesterday … Continue reading A journey toward Happiness…well, mostly.

A Question of… Fate? Yes, I think it is.


You know that saying, that when God closes a door he opens a window, well, sometimes out of nowhere he’ll do you one better and he’ll kick a whole wall down.  ~Ryan Murphy, Brad Falchuk, and Ian Brennan, Glee Ok, so maybe it’s a little cheesy (I actually like Glee, but KSP subscribes to Dave Grohl’s position on the show), but I can’t help it because this is exactly how I feel about today.  Today is April 6, a big day for us as it is the adjusted birthday of the babies, they are officially 15 months and this time … Continue reading A Question of… Fate? Yes, I think it is.

Rudy! Rudy! Rudy! – Friendship in the Modern Age


“Promise me you’ll always remember: You’re braver than you believe, and stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think.”  Christopher Robin to Pooh” Today started like any other day.  Get up, meds for the kids, give E Prevacid, Q gets Cephalex, get bottles ready, kids ready and out to the door for Pilates while daddy gets E ready for her Acupressure appt and Q begins his daily dancing routine before nanna H arrives.  Okay, I may be slightly exaggerating here, I don’t do Pilates every day, but can you imagine what I would look like if I did! (Pause … Continue reading Rudy! Rudy! Rudy! – Friendship in the Modern Age

Ordinary became extraordinary…


Like every Saturday for the past 13 months since both babies came home from the NICU, we were spending time in the afternoon playing in the living room.  Q was “salamandering” (Yes, I know that this is not an actual verb but it’s a hilarious version of commando style crawling that apparently when done properly a 30 inch 22 lb toddler looks like a salamander) all around the room to pull himself on every piece of furniture he could find and E and I were working on the exercises from her Physical and Occupational therapists.   All of a sudden, … Continue reading Ordinary became extraordinary…

Bridging the gap between pain and being grateful


Praise the bridge that carried you over.  ~George Colman 2 nights ago, I knelt over my 17 month old daughter Emma’s chair as I tied her down and cried.  Cried for the fear that I feel about her future, cried for the frustration I feel that she can’t just go down to sleep like normal babies, cried for the overwhelming helplessness that occasionally creeps over me.  I am naturally inclined to be optimistic, lemons from lemonade, every cloud has a silver lining person…but sometimes, all the things that are happening day in and day out catch up and get the … Continue reading Bridging the gap between pain and being grateful