Well, hello there! First I want to apologize for not getting back to those of you who have reached out over the past couple of years. I'm feeling ready to re-engage a bit with the blog, and share more of Stella's progress and our family journey. I hope to hear from you, too. For now, I… Continue reading A blessing and a curse
I'm growing ever more concerned about Cody and myself. On Wednesday morning I had a crying meltdown after driving way up north for an appointment for Stella, which I thought had been squeezed in before preschool that day but was actually squeezed in before OT yesterday. I completely forgot about her 25-minutes-away PT appointment on… Continue reading Dark circles and bright spots
I know that our efforts in OT and PT have really just begun, but I swear I already see little buds that will one day burst into blossoms. Slowly, steadily, surely. I see her ever-so-smoothly writing letters on the chalkboard wall with a nice grip. She is sounding out the silly non-words she lays out… Continue reading Spring
After weeks of evaluations, we are now in the thick of OT and PT appointments and daily OT and PT work at home, and sensory activities, on top of three types of patching to help fight the double vision Stella experiences. More VT (vision therapy) will come after we finish laying the foundation with OT… Continue reading Onward
My child is strong and healthy. That said, at just four years of age, she has already taken part in occupational therapy (OT), vision therapy (VT), cranial sacral therapy, and yoga therapy (also called Integrated Movement Therapy or IMT). Her vision conditions, and early feeding aversion, have presented us with atypical challenges. Yet there is… Continue reading On my parenting journey, and “Far from the Tree.”
Stella attends preschool across town. It's a long, crosstown haul, but obnoxiously scenic. We skim the north end of Lake Union, gazing across the glimmering water at the cityscape, Space Needle, and all the quirky houseboats that the line the shores. The trek takes us through Fremont, past the troll and across the world's most… Continue reading Eating lunch (or not) and why I’m packing brussel sprouts
Please do not do anything fun or exciting. Don't you know that the world is scary, and you are incapable of navigating it on your own? The Micromanagement "Make sure both feet are always on the rope," said one mom. Her hands had a death grip on his ankles as she literally placed her seven-year-old… Continue reading Perilous Play
Apologies for my last boring update. I felt obligated to ramble through our ophthalmology appointment. More of a Lord of the Rings style saga than a mere appointment. That said, writing it all out helped me put the many little oddly shaped pieces together. A couple of weeks later, we went to Alderwood Vision Therapy… Continue reading New glasses, a new outlook, and a wide open space.
Will the person in Willoughby, Ohio who just used the search term "toddler pigtails blonde" tell me why you came to my site four times today? Now, please.
Dear Celtics, It's me, Amber. I know you're a little busy right now. But I wanted to tell you how much you mean to me, because maybe, just maybe the great collective energy from fans watching and listening from everywhere really does affect games. (Not just the cheers in the actual Garden, and by the… Continue reading A letter to my team