Tuesday, March 25, 2014

Hey! It's Okay Tuesday!

It's Okay to...



  • Not understand what Tumblr is.
  • Love The Amazing World of Gumball.
  • Simultaneously adore your kids and feel like if they say, "Mom!" one more time you're sending them to live with the gypsies.
  • To have found this draft that was written on 10/9/2012 and find that it's still as true today as it was then. :)

Thursday, March 20, 2014

She's No Geordi

Lt. Commander Geordi La Forge

Grace is now at the age where her disabilities are becoming more noticeable. When we are out in public, normally someone will comment on her hair or how cute she is. Then they pause.

They don't want to stare, but they can tell something is different about her. So far, only two people have come out and made comments about her 'special needs'. Both were very kind, but it still broke my heart.

People can tell my baby is different.

A few days ago at the grocery store, we were picking up some ground beef. The lady working the counter talked to Grace....and then she did 'the pause'. Because of her visual impairment, Grace couldn't tell where the woman's voice was coming from. So while Grace was turning her head, 'scanning' to find the woman, I quickly said, "Oh, she's visually impaired and is trying to figure out where your voice was coming from."

The woman responded, "Oh! My brother is mentally handicapped!"

*Sigh*

 I understand that when people are faced with something different and maybe a little uncomfortable, the knee-jerk reaction is to compare it to something in their own lives. But as this woman rambled on about her brother and the hole in his heart and yada, yada, yada, I just wanted to yell  at her. IT'S NOT THE SAME THING.

It's okay to notice that things are different with my daughter. It's okay to make kind comments about her. It's even VERY okay to ask questions! But please don't lump all disabled people into the same group. Each person is very, very different.

As we were leaving, the woman laughed. "You know, in her lifetime they may be able to do something to help her! Maybe she will end up like that guy on Star Trek with that visor that helps him see!"

"Maybe!" I laughed and turned to walk away.

"Psh, what does she know?" I thought to myself. "Grace is no weird Star Trek character. She's not Geordi La Forge!" 

"She's a kick-ass Captain Kathryn Janeway, damn it!"


Now excuse me, my dork is showing. Let me go tuck that back in. :)

Tuesday, December 3, 2013

Hey! It's Okay Tuesday!

It's Okay to...

You call it horribly tacky. I call it wonderfully festive. 



  • be terrible at parking. In my defense, I'm legally blind in my left eye so my depth perception is off. I normally try to park in the back of the parking lot so I'm away from others, but those cutesie, sarcastic "You Suck At Parking" notes people post on the internet make me shudder. It's only a matter of time before I get one on my van...
  • actually like "ugly" Christmas sweaters. Beauty is in the eye of the sweater-holder.
  • love our Elf on the Shelf. If you don't do it at your house, that's okay. But don't be a hater! 
  • to miss blogging. :) I'm baaaaaack! 
Head over to Airing My Dirty Laundry to see what else is okay! 

Wednesday, June 12, 2013

Hey! It's Okay Tuesday!

It's Okay to...


  • miss watching Thomas the Tank Engine. It was such a huge part of Riley's life for so long before he insisted on growing up!
  • hear you kid describe an episode of Bob's Burgers and realize it probably isn't the best show for them to watch. 
  • think the word "epic" is way overused. It's epicly annoying. EPIC.
  • not give a hoot about Kanye and Kim's baby. I. DON'T. CARE. The amount of care that I don't give is epic. (<-- did="" i="" li="" see="" there="" what="">
Head over to Airing My Dirty Laundry to see what else is okay! 

Wednesday, May 29, 2013

Hey! It's Okay Tuesday!

It's Okay To...


  • both look forward to and dread school being out.
  • be glad Grace doesn't have therapy this week. She has four awesome therapists that are doing such a great job with her. But we needed a break! (A few minutes after typing this her speech therapist showed up. I had rescheduled it and forgot. Oops!!)
  • really hate having the captcha thing on my comments now, but I got a weird rush of spam!
  • curse your dishwasher because it's not getting anything clean...and then realize you never actually turned it on. 
  • take three days writing a post because life happens.
Head over to Airing My Dirty Laundry to see what else is okay! 

Friday, May 24, 2013

It Should Be Five Cents

Shopping for clothes is the worst. And everything is so dang expensive. I always feel like Lucy from the MetLife commercials.
"It should be five cents!"
My lack of decent clothes became very apparent when I wanted to wear something nice for Brenna's Preschool Graduation. I knew my yoga pants and faded shirts were just not going to cut it. 

It's so easy for me to put myself last, because I'm just a stay-at-home mom. I don't need to look nice for anyone in particular. I mean the people at Meijer don't care what I look like as long as I pay for my groceries before I leave. 

But I should care. Not taking care of yourself can be a slippery slope that begins with wearing sweats everyday and can end with a very negative self-image. I need to remind myself that I deserve more than garage sale jeans that don't fit and my husband's old t-shirts.

So I threw caution to the wind and bought myself a new outfit. And spent a whopping $37. We can certainly afford to spend $40 every now and then to make sure I'm presentable when someone comes to the door.

I think I could get used to this shopping thing.




 

Tuesday, May 21, 2013

Hey! It's Okay Tuesday!

It's Okay to...

  • read more than one book at a time. 
  • love that Brenna is at the age where "Princess" is still a feasible future career.
  • want to body check the woman who made a snide comment about Grace screaming while at the library. I don't like it either, but smacking her is not an option. Me slamming you into the bookshelf is a possibility.
  •  wonder if anyone does have any practical ways to get her to stop screaming in public? She's two and doesn't listen to reason.