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Super Mom




“I don’t know how you do what you do. You’re a super mom”

Most mothers would love hearing those words but it made me feel awkward. Of course I said thank you and I thought it was very sweet but what I should have said was that I’m not any stronger than you are. I’m just a mom trying to make it with the hand I was dealt. It was tough being a mom dealing with a son with cancer, a son with autism, a daughter with a speech delay and living apart from my wife for a year. Thankfully I had help from my amazing parents. I don’t believe I was doing anything that any other mother wouldn’t do in my situation. I was the mom that was in the ocean doing the doggy paddle trying to keep my kids on the raft. I was in survival mode the year that Nathan was diagnosed and treated for cancer. I’m not a super mom. I just didn’t have a choice but to keep going despite all the obstacles that were thrown at me.

I’m here to tell everyone I don’t have it all together. It wasn’t and still isn’t pretty some days. I have accepted that I can’t do it all. I have accepted that I’m not perfect and life doesn’t always go as planned. I’m just a mom giving it 110% to set my kids up for success. Parenting shouldn’t be a competition anyway. I know I’m no better than the mom next door. I believe that we are all just trying our hardest for the kids we love. Wanting to be the best at everything can be toxic. Wanting to post your perfect family and perfect life on social media for everyone to see is exhausting. We shouldn’t feel like we need to show the world that we have it all together. For a long time I felt like I needed to do that. I took a step back from my phone and social media when Nathan was sick. I simply didn’t have time to be on my phone constantly taking pictures and scrolling through feeds. I still have social media accounts but I went from posting pictures daily to only checking my feed occasionally. I stopped living behind my phone for the first time in a long time. I started living in the moment with my kids. Taking a step back has been one of the best things to happen to me. I am happier now that I’m not constantly feeling the pressure to capture every moment on camera and post it for everyone to see.

So on this Mother’s Day I am cutting myself some slack and taking the pressure off of me. I am not a super mom and I don’t have to be. My goal is to be the best mom I can be for my kids and take care of me too. I started celebrating Mother’s Day early this past week when Nathan and Alex arrived in Michigan. Having my whole crew of littles and not so littles anymore all in one place filled me with so much happiness. I would say that this was by far the best Mother’s Day I’ve ever had. Healthy and happy children around me.














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7 Things Not To Say To An Autism Parent

I have found myself in conversations with people with good intentions that had no idea how offensive their comments or questions were. It can be an awkward situation if you meet an autism parent and don’t know what to say. So I’ll share a few of the things I suggest not to say.


1. He doesn’t look like he has autism. He looks normal.

Of course he looks normal. He is normal but no he’s not typical. Kids who have autism don’t have specific look to them. Just say you have a handsome son.

2. What is his special gift? What can he do? 

There is a misconception that just because you have autism that you must have special abilities. He’s not a circus animal. While this is true for some with autism, it is not true for all of them. You could say what kind of things does your son enjoy doing?

3. What do you think caused it? Was he vaccinated?

We don’t know what caused it and neither does the medical community yet so I suggest that you just don’t ask that. And before you ask the vaccination question you should brace yourself because that one just about pushes me over the edge. I don’t believe vaccinations were the cause. The physician that years ago started that awful theory fabricated his research and he lost his medical license. I know that others have also pushed this theory but I have yet to read anything compelling enough to make me believe there is any truth to it. So again, I don’t know what caused it but I can’t change it. All I can do now is do my best to get him the best therapy and support he needs to be successful.

4. Have you tried changing his diet?

This question isn’t necessarily offensive when asked unless you are trying to suggest that I haven’t done everything in my power already to help my son. Some children with autism are VERY picky eaters. (And yes this can be true of typical kids too.) In our case Noah has less than 10 foods that he will eat. So tell me more about your suggestion to only cook one meal and that he’ll eat when he’s hungry. Yeah…no. He’d rather starve. You can try the starvation method on your own child but what I’ll do is offer new foods and encourage him to try them but I will not force him to eat new foods. I’ve learned to pick my battles.

5. My child has meltdowns too. Have you tried disciplining him or being more strict?

Please do not compare your child’s temper tantrum to an autism meltdown. These two things are not the same in the least. When my child is having a meltdown he doesn’t even have the words to tell me what is wrong. It could be that the room is overwhelming him or that doesn’t understand why he can’t do something. He can’t even tell me what I can do to help him. It is one of the most helpless feelings an autism parent has. So no I can’t try discipline. I can’t spank the autism out of him. What I can do is utilize the tools I’ve been given by his therapists to notice the signs of a meltdown coming on and try to prevent scenarios that can cause a meltdown. I am hyper aware of my surroundings now when we are out and about. I can usually spot a possible meltdown trigger from a mile away.

6. I read this article on autism and I think you should try…

This is a tough one. I have done countless hours of research concerning autism. I actually get regular emails from organizations that are doing on going research about autism. I can assure you that I am well educated and up to date on the latest information. But with that said, I am always willing to read an article with a new point of view. In this case instead of giving your recommendations based on the article you should probably just say I read an interesting article about autism, can I share it with you?

7. I’m so sorry.

I have said this in previous posts but I’ll say it again. PLEASE don’t say I’m so sorry when I tell you that my son has autism, like it’s such a terrible thing that you need to feel sorry for me. I don’t feel sorry for me. Some days are really tough and we have more obsticles but most days are wonderful. Noah is a blessing. He brings me so much joy. He has changed the way I see the world. He has taught me what true patience is, taught me to be a kinder human and made me a better mom. I only post about our autism journey to help bring awareness not to seek your pity. Your support and kindness are the things that autism parents want.


I hope that if you find yourself in a situation where you are talking to an autism parent that you’ll remember the things NOT to say.




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Fears for the Future

Noah was officially diagnosed with autism when he was three. I had no idea how much my life would change with this diagnosis. It was devastating in the beginning. It was like I went through a grieving process. I was terrified about his future. We had no idea what to expect. Autism has no two kids alike. They call it a spectrum for a reason because the severity and behaviors vary from kid to kid. The things that you assumed would come naturally were now a waiting game. Sometimes I wondered if those milestones would ever happen. Having a typical kid before Noah meant that I already had my own preconceived ideas of the things he would do as he grew. Maybe it’s my own fault but I assumed he would be a lot like his brother. I assumed he would be athletic and want to play sports but he had no interest. He loved dinosaurs, animals and bugs. I assumed that he would be a little chatter box and talk non stop but instead I was thrilled to get him to say any words at all. The worries and fears that I had for Noah and his future were new territory for me.

How will he be treated by his peers? Will he be bullied? Will he ever have a best friend? Will other kids play with him on the playground or will he even acknowledge them if they approach him? Will he be able to continue to be in a traditional classroom? Will he go to prom? Will he graduate? Will he go on to college? Will he move out on his own? Will he get married? Will he have kids? The list of questions for his future could go on and on. Some days I let these questions and these worries take over my mind but recently I read a quote that helped me change the way I was thinking.

“Don’t let your fears for the future stop your joys in the present.”

It occurred to me that I’ve been letting so many of my fears get in the way of the day to day successes that we have. I’m working on just taking things day by day instead of worrying constantly about what the future holds for him.

Noah has had so many breakthroughs this year. He has learned to ask for help instead of getting frustrated and crying. He has learned to wait (2.5 mins to be exact) before he asks again for something. He has adjusted to being in a traditional classroom. He is making progress academically and has been able to learn in an environment with all typical kids around him. He has learned to look to his peers to do what they are doing if he didn’t understand the directions given by the teacher.

One of my biggest fears has always been him being bullied. We are so lucky that it is not an issue in his class. There are 3 girls in particular that go out of their way to help him. I get emotional when I think about the fact that they have taken on the job of helping him without being asked to do so. Kids can be wonderful, kind and loving little humans.

When the autism community talks about autism awareness and acceptance we want to teach everyone but I feel like adults need the most teaching. Kids model what they learn at home. I’m just happy that we have amazing kids and parents in Noah’s class that practice patience and kindness toward others that are different. They give me hope.


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A Lonely Road

April is Autism Awareness month and I’ve decided to share in a few posts about our journey through autism.

It can be hard to explain what it is like to parent a child with autism. It can be quite a lonely road to travel. Maybe it is my own fault for not being more proactive to find more friends with special needs children. I’ve joined a few online groups made up of parents that have children with autism but rarely get anything from the posts or conversations. Some of these parents have very different views than I do. Some have very out there ideas about what caused their child to be autistic. Some parents are very opinionated about medications and therapy. I am non-confrontational and choose not to engage in discussions where I know I will not change their minds nor will they change mine. When it comes to what I believe is the “right thing” to do for my son I don’t need anyone who doesn’t know my son telling me what I should do.

I see parents every day when I drop and pick Noah up from therapy but I have yet to connect with any of them. The brief time that I’m there doesn’t really allow for making friends anyway. The waiting room is a little chaotic. The children there are all very different, some more severe than others. I have so much empathy now for special needs parents who are dealing with their day to day challenges. Some have it much harder than I do and I try to keep that in mind on my tough days. There are children older than Noah who still aren’t potty trained. There are kids that hit themselves or others. Some that are completely nonverbal. I could go on and on. So many parents like me avoid going to crowded and noisy places for fear that their child could have a meltdown. Noah has had those public meltdowns and it is awful. I could see the judgmental stares and see people whispering. Some parents have children that will run away or wander off. Noah wouldn’t run but could easily wander away from me. One of my fears is still that Noah would get lost and not know how to tell an adult my information to find me. We’ve been practicing him knowing my name and phone number for a year but he’s still not consistent in answering that. Noah lacks some of the basic fears that other children have. Noah is generally not afraid of strangers and could easily walk off with someone that just took his hand told him to go with them. If someone hurt Noah he wouldn’t be able to tell me who it was or what they did. It is so incredibly scary to be out where I can’t keep him in a little bubble.

Most of our friends and even our family can’t understand what I go through on a daily basis. They only know what it’s like to parent a typical child. They don’t see the lows and the days that I feel like a failure. They don’t share the same fears that I do for my son. I don’t feel sorry for myself or want other people to feel sorry for me but I do wish it was easier for people to understand the daily struggles.

I often see where autistic parents say the words” I wouldn’t change my child at all”. I know at some point in a post on IG or FB I probably said something similar but I can tell you that I was lying. The truth is that I would change some things. I’m not saying I would change his personality. He is so incredibly sweet and I cherish how affectionate he is. I love that he loves to be outdoors and how much he loves bugs and animals. But despite my love for him I would change a few things. I would want to have just a simple conversation with him. I would want him to be able to understand the questions I ask him and hear his answers. I wish he could tell me what is wrong when he’s upset. I wish he could be able to interact with other children and have friends to play with. I wish I could ask him what he’s thinking when he’s quite and staring off into the sky. I know that he is constantly improving his expressive and receptive language and I can only pray that day may eventually come.






2018 RECAP

2018 was a busy year and eventful year. Here is a little RECAP of each month.

January was an eventful month. A week after chemo started Nathan’s hair started to come out. So he decided that he wanted to shave it off and that’s what we did. Poor Quinn developed an abscess above her front teeth after a fall and had to have her front two teeth pulled. She looked pretty cute being toothless for a while. Nathan went through his second round of chemo but this time we were able to go to the Vandy Children’s Hospital Cancer Clinic for treatment. It was a long two days but it was nice to be able to be at home instead of in the hospital. We had our first snow of the year as well. The kids had a blast playing in the snow! In Tennessee snow is a treat!

Nathan was voted Friendliest by his class at the beginning of the year and he was recognized for this along with all of the other Superlative students at half time of one of the DA basketball games. It was a proud moment for me that my kid received this recognition! I always want him to treat others with kindness and it’s heart warming that others see him that way. 

February was lots of fun. We had Nathan’s senior football banquet and it was so much fun to work with the other senior moms one last time to celebrate our amazing boys. My parents and my grandmother were able to be there too. It was a wonderful night. I was able to reconnect with some old high school friends for a much needed girls night out. I can’t tell you enough how wonderful it was to spend time with friends that I hadn’t seen in 15 years. Noah and Quinn were doing well in school and therapy. Both growing up too fast! Nathan continued to have chemo rounds every three weeks. Each time it made him feel worse. It drained him of his energy and left him feeling nauseated and unable to eat for days. While he dreaded going in the staff at the clinic always made it a great experience. Despite feeling bad he always kept a smile on his face.

March  Spring was in full swing and we enjoyed being able to be outside every chance we had!  Noah loves being outdoors. I always say that it is his happy place. Quinn turned 3! We had a great birthday party at the playground for her! All of her friends from school came to celebrate with us! She also had her first hair cut! She was such a big girl sitting quietly while Hailey cut her hair.

Another exciting thing that happened in March was Nathan received his wish from the Dreams and Wishes Foundation of Tennessee for teens that have cancer or a terminal illness. His wish was to go to a Nashville Predators hockey game and meet the team and especially his favorite player Viktor Arvidsson. They went over and beyond to make us feel special. They gave him a jersey of his favorite player and a Preds hockey stick. We toured the stadium including the television truck where they produce the game live for TV. After the game they took us down to meet the players. Nathan couldn’t have been happier. His favorite player came out at the very end and was so nice to Nathan. He talked with him about the game and gave him tickets to 6 games for the next season. It was a night that he’ll never forget.

April was a busy month. We took a trip to Cincinnati to meet Leslie at a halfway point and spent the day at the zoo there. We also took a trip to the Nashville zoo with Noah’s school. The kids can’t get enough of the zoo. Noah would go everyday if he could! Nathan went through 2 more rounds of chemo. The scans they took showed that the tumor was almost gone.

Senior prom was in April! Nathan took his best friend (now girlfriend) Alex with him as his date. They had an amazing time with their friends and even let me take some great pictures of them before their night began.

May rolled in with lots of great events. Nathan went through his last round of chemo in time for him to feel well enough to play in one soccer game for his senior season. They celebrated him being the only senior on the team and honored him that night. He was so sad that he had to miss his senior soccer season and was thrilled that they cleared him to play in one game as long as he didn’t push himself too hard. It was so nice to see him out on the field one last time.

May also meant high school graduation!!! This was such a great week of events. They had an awards banquet and a college send off ceremony for the seniors. I couldn’t have been more proud and thankful to see Nathan walk across the stage.

Quinn had an end of the year program at her Mother’s Day Out school and it was so funny to see her want to take over the mic at center stage during her classes songs. Ha! I was incredibly sad knowing that she wouldn’t be back next year.

June meant it was time to move to Michigan. It was so incredibly hard to leave home, our friends and our family behind but we were ready for our new start in Michigan. We jumped right into our new home and started enjoying our summer break. We joined the Detroit Zoo and enjoyed all the great parks and splash pads around us. I spent most of the month on the phone fighting with insurance daily to get Noah approved to start ABA therapy again. I was such a stressful time but I’m relentless when it comes to getting Noah the services that he needs.

July in Michigan was wonderful. The weather is amazing with temps in the 70’s and 80’s every day with a constant breeze. We spent most of our days outdoors. I celebrated turning 36 with our family watching fireworks at a local park. Nathan came to visit us in Detroit and we had so much fun having him here. We also made a quick trip back to Nashville.

August was our last month of summer before school starts up. We visited one of Michigan’s many beaches and the kids loved playing in the water and sand! We found a new park each week to visit in our area. Noah finally started ABA therapy again and we were so happy that he enjoyed going each day.

I made a trip home to be with Nathan when he had his chemo port removed and moved into college all in one week! It was a bittersweet day to set up his dorm room and leave him behind. I kept telling myself to stay positive that he would be fine. I knew that I needed to be thankful that he was well enough to be in college after a battling cancer for 6 months.

September rang in the new school year! Noah started kindergarten at an amazing school. They made the first day so special. I was overwhelmed with emotions walking him up to the school that first day. Quinn started preschool a weeks behind Noah starting. She was so excited to be going to school just like her big brother! In the afternoons we found ourselves outside trying to soak up the last little bit of warm weather.

I took a trip to Cincinnati to visit with one of my old friends and we took every opportunity to be big kids for the weekend. We went to an amusement park and rode almost every roller coaster there. Then ended our day there with blue ice cream cones. It was such a nice get away for me.

October was a month full of fun. Nathan turned 19!!! Wow that was hard to wrap my head around. I face timed with him for his 4 month post chemo appointment where we heard lots of good news from his labs. His PET scan showed bone regrowth where the tumor had been which was wonderful news.

Quinn’s class took a field trip to a local apple orchard and we had the best time. There was a hay ride through the orchard and we were able to pick our own bag for apples off the trees. That was a great first field trip!

The kids were pumped about trick-or-treating for the first time. They loved dressing up! Noah was a monster and Quinn was sleeping beauty. We finally live in a neighborhood where we could enjoy trick-or-treating with out having to go anywhere. Our streets were filled with families! It was such a fun night. The kids had so much fun and so did we. Quinn’s favorite part was handing out the candy to all the kids that came to our door. She usually yelled trick-or treat at them before they could say it. Ha!

November brought our first Michigan snow. The kids were so excited! It was strange sending the kids off to school when the snow was coming down! In Tennessee the whole city would shut down for a week if we got a couple of inches. Our sweet Noah turned 6!!! We had a little monster party for him at home. It was a great day of celebrating him! One of my best friends got married in Cincinnati. It was like a mini high school reunion! Such a wonderful night! Les and I had an amazing time being out without the kids. With a last minute schedule change it meant that we wouldn’t be able to travel home for Thanksgiving and I was so sad. Then my mom came to the rescue and flew to Michigan to be with us for a long weekend. We spent Thanksgiving at a friends house and had a great time. I missed being able to see Nathan, Alex and the rest of my family but having mom here was amazing. She always lifts my spirits and I’m so thankful for her and how much she loves our kids.

December meant snow, snow and more snow! When we saw snow there was no surprise anymore. I decorated our house like a Christmas Wonderland! Christmas makes me so incredibly happy! I love going over the top and I decorate our house inside and out. Our neighborhood really gets into the Christmas spirit! There is one street in particular where every house goes all out! They have light archways over the side walk down the entire street. We went down for the big lighting event where everyone in the neighborhood and so many people from our town came out to be there. We took so many walks down that street during the month. It just made us all so happy. There were Christmas parties at the kids schools and it was so much fun to be a part of those. Les’s residency program had a party at Dave and Busters and the kids were in heaven in the arcade! Then we made a trip down to Nashville for a week for Christmas. It was a very busy week but it was so great to be home with family. I couldn’t have asked for a better Christmas! We ended the year on a happy note.

2018 was a wonderful year and we’re looking forward to see what 2019 will bring!

~ M


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Our New World


Just weeks after learning Nathan had cancer we were thrown into this new world of treatment. We were admitted into the hospital for his chemo port placement and his first round of chemotherapy. We had so many doctors and nurses coming in to educate us on what we would be going through the next 6 months. They literally gave us a notebook full of information. In it were the names of all the chemo drugs that would be part of his treatment. All the side effects that he may or may not experience. The prescriptions that he would be taking. Lists of the labs that would be drawn each week and the normal range for him now that he will be immuno suppressed.  Despite my 15 years in the medical field all of this information was brand new for me. Especially new because this wasn’t just any other patient this was my son. Being on the other side was very eye opening.

The night Nathan started chemo was scary. I had no idea what to truly expect. Would he be sick? Would he have a terrible reaction? Would it hurt? They started at 6:00 pm and it wasn’t over until 6:00 am. I didn’t sleep much that night. I stayed in the chair next to his bed holding his hand. I had several moments of tears but made sure that he didn’t see me cry. The night was long but he only felt sick a few times and the medications they gave him for that helped him sleep through most of the night.

I think every one has a moment where they wish they could trade places with someone. This was one of those moments for me and I would have given anything to take his place but all I could do was be there next to him. Be there when he needed me. Just be there to hold his hand. As a parent it was a very helpless feeling. I can’t imagine how parents of younger children go through this experience. Nathan could understand what was happening and why it was happening. Thinking about what I would do if this was my toddler laying there helped me to be thankful for that simple thing. I decided that I needed to start finding things to be grateful for throughout this process. So here we were in this new world but I would have a new mantra. “Start each day with a grateful heart.”

~ M


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Four Words

Four Words. Your son has cancer. Four words I never thought I would hear.  Four words that just didn’t seem real. Four words that changed our lives forever.

Nathan just turned 18. He’s healthy. He’s an athlete. He can’t have cancer.

The bright white at the center of his leg is the tumor.


Summer 2017 Nathan came home from football complaining about his leg hurting. He pointed out a small knot just below his knee. No big deal, right? I mean he was the kicker for his football team. He was kicking daily and not just a little kicking. He was practicing kick offs, punting and field goals.  Naturally, I assumed any pain he was having had to be caused by overuse. The season gets rolling and he complains off and on about the pain. We would alternate using ice packs, heating pads and give him an anti-inflammatory to help but the knot never went away. Nathan was kicking the ball better than ever. He was starting to get calls and letters from colleges about coming to kick for their football programs. We were excited about the opportunities that lay ahead. The football season came to a disappointing end in the state semi-final round. But even though our goal of a State Championship title didn’t happen Nathan still walked away from the field with so many honors. He was named to the All-State team for Kicking and Punting. He finished in the top ten in the state for most points scored by a kicker. And he was named 2017 Kicker of the Year for Nashville Area All Region. I was one proud mama!

The season’s end was a bitter-sweet time for me because this meant it was time for the littles and I to make the big move to Michigan. We moved Nathan into my parents house and with a heavy heart I left my first baby behind to finish his senior year with all of his friends and classmates. Of course it wasn’t an easy decision to move without him but he was a senior in high school and I couldn’t expect him to leave. Even though I was 550 miles away didn’t stop me being his mama. We talked every day. When we talked he started complaining more and more about his leg. It was swollen and at times he could barely walk on it. He called me in the middle of the night the second week I was in Michigan in tears because it was hurting him so bad. I told him that night on the phone that I would make him an appointment with an orthopedic doctor. I have always been a walk it off  kind of mom but it was past due for him to have his leg looked at.

Just a few days after Thanksgiving my dad took Nathan to the ortho appointment. I waited to get a call to hear that everything is alright but that didn’t happen. My dad called and said the doctor isn’t worried about his knee. He’s concerned about the mass or cyst on his shin. He wants us to go to get a MRI right now. My dad is a preacher and has no real medical knowledge so he didn’t know he should be worried. But because of mine and Les’s lengthy medical background we knew what it means when a doctor says they are concerned. It felt like someone kicked me in the stomach. I was terrified and I already knew this was bad. I called the doctor’s office and requested that the doctor call me personally. Within minuets I received a call. *Yet another bad sign if a doctor is returning your call that quickly.* He told me that there was a tumor on the upper half of his tibia and it was most likely cancer. It could possibly be osteosarcoma due to the location of the tumor. He couldn’t believe that Nathan was able to kick the ball the way he did with a tumor that size in his leg. He said that he was referring us on to an orthopedic oncology surgeon.

When I hung up I purchased one way tickets for the kids and I to go back to Nashville. In my heart I knew we wouldn’t be coming back to Michigan any time soon. I told my parents not to tell Nathan anything yet that I wanted to be the one to talk to him. Of course he knew something wasn’t right when he found out the kids and I were flying back to Nashville after only being gone for 2 weeks but he didn’t know how much his life was about to change. When I got home Nathan and I went to a nearby park and sat at a table in the shade to talk. It was there I told him that what they saw on his x-ray and his MRI was a tumor but we don’t know what type of cancer that it is yet. At first I could see the confusion on his face and then the tears began to fall. He said, “If its cancer does that mean I’m going to die?” I told him absolutely not! That we didn’t know everything yet and that we would fight this step by step together.

The following Monday there we all sat in the doctor’s office to finally get some answers. Nathan’s father, Joey, and my parents came along with Nathan and I for support. The doctor was amazing. She said from the look of the tumor if definitely looked like it was osteosarcoma. Then she went on to tell us that this meant a 2 year long treatment plan that included chemo, radiation, and a major surgery where he would remove half of his tibia and replace it with a titanium bone. It was overwhelming but she explained all of the steps that would follow. Scans, tests and then the biopsy of the tumor to be certain of the type of cancer that was there. Things went really quickly from there. Two days of tests and scans. Then it was time for the biopsy. They took Nathan to the OR and sedated him for this.

The best news we had heard came after that. The doctor came out to talk to us when they finished the biopsy and said that the tumor was very large, 7 cm in length to be exact. It originated in the bone and had now grown outside the bone as well but it wasn’t osteosarcoma. She was almost certain that it was a lymphoma. My question was so this is better right? And her answer was… cancer is cancer but the treatment plan for lymphoma is shorter and means that he would lose the bone in his leg. The downside also means that with lymphoma there is a greater likelihood of the cancer coming back one day. So we waited patiently and finally received the official diagnosis. Nathan had stage 2 non-hodgkins lymphoma.

I will say that I was pretty hard on myself about being the parent that didn’t take their son to the doctor when something was obviously not right. I was so sorry for pushing him to keep playing. Telling him he was fine and that is was probably shin splints. I kept reminding him that if even the smallest thing was wrong and they told him he couldn’t play anymore that his season was over. Telling him how much it would hurt the team to lose him. Ugh! I still have a hard time remembering back to all the times I brushed his pain off. Nathan wasn’t hard on me about it though. He was very sweet and only mentioned once in the waiting room of a scan appointment that this was a little bigger than shin splints. Ha!


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2017 RECAP

Well since I skipped a whole 2 years of blogging I’ve decided to do a recap of 2017 and then I’ll take on 2018 next. I can honestly say that 2017 had more ups and downs than any other year in my life. So many amazing things happened but several lows came my way too. The year ended with one devastating blow pushing it to the top of the list of worst year I’ve ever had. The year got off to a great start. In March Quinn turned two. Her personality grew just as fast as her hair did. Those crazy curls and her sweet smile  She is our little tornado princess. It’s impossible stay mad at her because of how cute she is!

In May it finally happened. Leslie finally graduated from medical school. It was such an amazing weekend full of celebrating all of her hard work. I can honestly say those 4 years were the longest years of my life!

She matched to an internal medicine residency in Warren, Michigan that would start in July. While her 4 years of medical school were over it was time for the next step. Her 3 year residency program would begin July 1st and even though.

We made the most of our summer and enjoyed time with friends and family. I would say that our favorite part of the summer was our week at the beach with my family. We had some great family pictures made. The kids LOVE the water and had so much fun playing in the sand. It was a great getaway for our family.

It wasn’t an ideal situation but the kids and I were not able to make the move with her that summer. We agreed that I would make the move to Michigan at the end of November or early December. Nathan was entering into his senior year of high school with his senior football season starting in in August. This was going to be such a big year for him and we knew that I couldn’t miss it.

We put Noah into a ABA (Autism Behavioral Analysis) Preschool full-time. He made so much progress in there summer program that we decided to pull him out of the public school blended class to be at the therapy center to help better prepare him for kindergarten. In this environment his teachers are trained to work with autistic children and could help shape and change any undesired behaviors this crucial year before kindergarten.

We had Quinn’s speech evaluated after she turned 2. They determined that she had a significant speech delay and would need speech therapy at least 2 days a week. She started speech therapy with the sweetest speech therapist. They encouraged us to have her around kids as much as possible because with Noah being very limited verbally she would benefit being in a environment with typical children to help improve her language. So she continued at her Mother’s Day Out Program twice a week.  She loved being the center of attention there and  she loved her teacher, Ms. Fiona. I think Ms Fiona just might be her favorite person ever. Being with the other children helped tremendously with her speech delay and her expressive language shot through the roof!

Nathan’s senior football season was amazing. I loved volunteering with the other Senior Moms to do things for the boys. I loved every min of watching him play. He was kicking better than ever. He kicked over 70 points for the year. They went undefeated in the regular season making them Division Champs. He was voted onto the All State Team for kicking and punting. He was Kicker of the Year for Greater Nashville Area. I could not have been prouder of the way he ended his high school football career.

I left my job the middle of November to get ready for the move to Michigan in December. I had started working at St Thomas when I was 20 years old. It was my first “real job”. I worked there while I finished school then took a night shift position in the respiratory department after I completed my degree. It was not just a place I worked. These coworkers were my family and my dearest friends. This wasn’t just a job for me because I loved what I did. I loved taking care of my patients in the ICU. I loved the challenge of taking care of the sickest patients in the hospital. To say I was sad to leave was an understatement but it was incredibly sweet of all my coworkers to make sure I knew how much I would be missed.

At the end of November with football season over we finally made the move to Michigan. The kids were excited to be in a new space and loved playing in our new backyard. There was so much to explore. They barely stayed inside for more than a few mins. Noah was able to start into a new preschool after being there for a week. I was super anxious about it but because the class only had 6 students and then there was a teacher and her assistant in the room. I still needed to set up ABA therapy but was happy to go ahead and get him started on a schedule. I had plenty to do to keep me busy around the house. When we got there Les hadn’t done much other than move her clothes into the closet and set up the TV. The house felt like a sad blank space and I needed the house to feel like home as soon as possible. I spent hours unpacking, organizing and decorating the house. Eventually I started to see a glimmer of this being home!

On November 31st I received a call that knocked the breath out of me. Nathan had been having persistent knee pain despite football being over. I scheduled an appointment with a orthopedic doctor. My dad called and said that the doctor isn’t worried about his knee his more concerned about the mass or cyst below his knee and they were sending him for a MRI. My dad is a preacher with no medical background so I called the doctors office myself. Once I was on the phone with the doctor he told me that the x-ray showed a tumor just below his knee and believed it was cancer. When I hung up I started frantically looking for flights and packing bags for myself and the kids. Booked 3 one way tickets back to Nashville for the next morning. Les dropped us off at the airport and kissed us goodbye not knowing when we’d be back in Michigan. Then there we were back in Nashville in less than 2 weeks. Nathan’s father and I sat in the waiting room of Vanderbilt Children’s Hospital with Nathan waiting for him to have multiple scans and tests. I was terrified to put it lightly. Then begins the long story of Nathan’s diagnosis and treatment and I’ll share all about that in posts to come. (The cancer in Nathan’s leg is illuminated in bright white in the picture below.)

But these last photos are of the kids together December 2017. We had no idea how Nathan would feel or how much weight he would lose once treatment began so I had a friend do a photo shoot of them together for me. I absolutely love how they turned out.

Then to round out 2017 I have a few photos from Christmas with our family.

And there it is 2017’s Recap!


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Its been a long time…

Life happens and I abandoned my blog quite a while ago. I loved blogging about our family but I found myself stretched thin and exhausted all the time. I feel like as a mom and wife its easy to put yourself, your interests and your happiness on the back burner. Over the years I’ve lost more and more of me. I spend my days dedicated to taking care of my family. You name it and I do it. Cleaning, cooking, laundry, shopping, paying the bills, managing doctor appointments, therapy sessions, transportation to and from for our younger kids, and the list could go on.

Don’t get me wrong I love being a mom and wife but I’ve lost myself in the midst of taking care of everyone else. I actually believed that it was necessary for me to let go of me and only focus on them. I had drifted away from the person I once was. I was still wearing a smile on my face and getting everything done but inside I felt a little lost. Despite feeling sad and alone, I refused to talk about it. Primarily because I knew I had so much to be thankful for. I kept telling myself, “you have no real reason to be unhappy”. I wasn’t sure what I needed to do to fix it but I didn’t want to let anyone know that I was feeling this was. I put other people’s happiness before mine.

So…Not only did I feel unhappy but I began to doubt myself. I had reached the point that I wasn’t happy with some of my friendships as well. In not so many words, I broke away from some close friendships just because I didn’t know how to express how bad they were making me feel about myself… I will admit that running away from an issue isn’t the answer but I was not where I am today. I know that the “right” thing to do would have been expressing how I felt. Literally I should have said “I feel like I’m in a Mean Girls movie and not one of the mean girls.” Ha! I felt like they didn’t value my opinion as much as I valued theirs. That I was willing to go out of my way but others weren’t willing to do that for me. I was reverting back to those teenage years where you worry about silly things. I was worrying about how people viewed me. I began questioning everything about myself. Was I not cool enough? Why weren’t we included? Is it because they don’t think we’re fun? Did my kids bother our friends? I seriously was a 35 year old woman…. Married… with a career and three children… and I was still consumed with those questions. But something changed. I can’t tell you the exact event that caused me to hit that point but I do remember that moment that I decided I wasn’t going to be unhappy anymore. I literally said out loud, “I am too old for this shit. I’m tired of being fake and putting me last.” One way or another I will be a person who is happy on the inside not just the outside.

I gave myself a few quotes to use as my daily reminders that I was working towards being a happier me.

“In the end I am the only one who can give my children a happy mother who loves life.”

“Sometimes the people around you won’t understand your journey. That’s okay. They don’t need to because it’s not for them.”

“Find Joy in the Journey.”

“Let your past make you better not bitter.”

“Stop doubting yourself for everything that you aren’t and start loving yourself for everything you already are.”

My own individual pursuit of happiness. I started with self reflection, acknowledgement and eventually transformation. I’ve had to make many changes and some were easier than others. Letting go of anything in my life that wasn’t uplifting. Letting go of negative thoughts and energy.  Finding a healthy balance of taking care of my people but also taking care of me. Learning to not care what other people think. Making time for myself. I did what I needed to do to start my journey to be a happier me. I am still finding my way but continually making progress. I’m in a good place and finding my balance.

I’m ready to start blogging again and I have so much to write about. So much has happened over the past 2 years I’m not sure where to start to catch up.






Growing Up

Nate started his junior year of high school this year. It’s starting to sink in that we have limited time with him at home. He is busy with football. He has left the sport of soccer to become a kicker for his schools football team. He loves it and is in hot pursuit of becoming a college kicker. I am so proud of his success. Still struggling to wrap my head around him growing up.

Noah started his second year of pre-school. He continues to improve his speech. He has speech therapy in a group twice a week at school and has one on one therapy once a week. Receptive and expressive language gets better each day. He still struggles at times but he continues to amaze me with he sweet demeanor. He is so loving and happy. I love to see him learning and growing into such a big boy. It’s hard to believe that is will be 4 in just a few weeks!

Quinn is our little fire cracker! She is strong willed and has a big personality. She keeps me on my toes all the time! She is a Mama’s girl and has a hard time being away from me. At her 15 month check up she was a little behind with her speech so the pediatrician recommended us starting her in a Mothers Day Out program to help her socialize with other children her age. The first few weeks were hard but she now loves her teacher and has adjusted so well. Her speech is now booming and she’s saying new words all the time. We volunteered for her to participate in an Autism Sibling Study at Vanderbilt University. She has brought so much joy to our family. She’s our curly haired cutie and we all love her so much. 


New adventure of single parenting

Life has been a little tough lately. No Leslie and I aren’t splitting up. But I have been functioning as a single parent for the past 7 weeks. We are officially in our last year of medical school and with that comes residency audition rotations.She decided to do 5 away residency auditions. Each of these are 4 weeks long and are all at hospitals that she could potentially become a resident next year. Her travels will take her to Michigan, Rhode Island, Pennsylvania, Oklahoma, Ohio, then back home to finish up in Murfreesboro, Tennessee. 

While she’s been gone I have all three kids to manage by myself. Luckily Nate is old enough to mostly take care of himself minus making him meals and staying on him about laundry. But man Noah and Quinn are quite the handful this summer. With Noah out of school I’m trying my hardest to get out and do something everyday. Somedays it’s big stuff like trips to the zoo or splash pad but most days it’s just little stuff like going to the pool or to the park to play. Most days I feel great and enjoy my time with the kids but around 5 everyday I start to feel sad that Les won’t be coming home. This is the longest we’ve ever been away from each other in the nine years we’ve been together and it’s been hard on both of us.

I planned to make trips to see Les during her rotations. In June I made a 7.5 hour drive with the kids to Michigan. We were there for 3 days and it was just nice to be together again. 

It was a short 3 days but we enjoyed every minute of our time together. 

After Michigan she made a quick trip home before heading up to New England for her month in Rhode Island. 

After three weeks away the kids and I were ready to see mommy. So we took to the skies to go see her. I was beyond anxious to fly alone with 2 kids but I was determined that I could handle it. 

We had a full week to be there in Rhode Island and it was so nice to have so much time together. We had so much fun. We went to the beach on Block Island, Providence Children’s Museum, the Mystic Aquarium and site seeing around Providence. 

The trip to New England was fantastic. I surprisingly like it so much more than I thought I would. Traveling alone with the kids was stressful but I survived. 

Les is off to Tulsa, Oklahoma right now and it will be a long few weeks since we won’t be visiting her there. Thank goodness for FaceTime!

Adjusting to being home alone with the kids is still taking some time but I know it will be worth it in the end. Just 8 months to go until we have completed this journey of medical school. We’re really looking forward to having this behind us.


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Keeping my Sanity

Being a mom is an amazing job. Its a very rewarding job. It’s a selfless job with very little recognition. There are no yearly evaluations or raises. I’m lucky enough that I can stay at home with our kids during the week and only work weekend nights.  This is something I have chosen and I know it’s not for every mom. I enjoy it but there are days that it can be a very lonely gig. Sure I have my kiddos but I still long for adult conversation and interaction. I’ve learned over the years that there are a few things that I need to do to keep me sane. 

So here is my short list of things I do.

1. Scheduling play dates are a must. It doesn’t always have to be something big like a trip to the zoo. Even a play date at a friends house is refreshing to be out socializing with another adult. 

2. Rotating toys and books! I keep toys and books out all the time but I’ve learned that toys and books that have been put away for a few weeks are treated like brand New when I bring them out.

3. Taking time for myself when the kids are napping. I used to take this time to get things done around the house but now I take this time to read, do yoga, watch something on the DVR, calling and chatting with a friend without distractions or just enjoy a cup of warm coffee without being interrupted.

4. Letting the kids watch a movie or play on the iPad for a while. I used to feel guilty for putting the kids in front of the TV or iPad but now I realize that if this is something that can give me some time to get things done around the house it’s ok!

5. Getting a babysitter at least once a month so we can go on a date or just go to dinner without the kids.

These are just a few of the things that help keep me enjoying my life of being a stay at home mom. 


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Making Autism Look Good

April is Autism Awareness Month and I have to take a minute to talk about our sweet boy and his journey.

Three years ago I knew very little about autism. We didn’t know that 1 in 68 children are diagnosed with autism, boys are 4 times as likely to have it and early intervention is key. I had all the typical assumptions that autism was a disorder where the child made no eye contact, had melt downs, non social, not affectionate, and a child locked inside themselves. The truth is that autism can present itself differently in every child diagnosed. We have learned Noah is all about eye contact, has very few melt downs, is very social, extremely affectionate, and is not locked inside himself at all. But we did learn that he had many of the classic early signs of autism.

Noah was a happy and healthy baby. He was developmentally on track and met all of the milestones that each baby achieves in the first year. When it came time for his first words we waited patiently but they never came. He babbled a lot but still no words. This was our first sign that something was wrong but just assumed that he would just start talking in his own time. Our next sign was that he did not answer to his name.We thought that he was just ignoring us and being stubborn. At one point we even thought that he might have a hearing deficit. Then our next sign was when we noticed he wasn’t playing with toys like other kids his age he was fixated on lining them up and organizing them by color or size. He wouldn’t point to anything he wanted. He wouldn’t mimic our sounds or facial expressions. He couldn’t understand simple directions and it would always upset him when he couldn’t do what we were asking of him. Large crowds and loud environments seem to overwhelm him. He loved to dump everything he could get his hands on: cups of water, baskets of clothes, boxes of toys, etc.

At his 18 month check up my heart sank as we answered no over and over again to the questions that they asked about what he was able to do and say. Realizing just how far behind he was developmentally. I remember crying as we left his appointment thinking this was something that I could have prevented or done more as a mom to help him. But the truth is that there is nothing I could have done. We were referred to our states early intervention program. They came to our home to evaluate him and  determined that he had significant development and speech delays.  He also had sensory processing problems. We began speech, occupational, and developmental therapy. We slowly started seeing progress. Two months before his 3rd birthday we finally received his official diagnosis of autism.

 They strongly encouraged us to put him in blended pre-K class at our local elementary school. As hard as that was we did it and he has just bloomed since then. He is talking more and more. He knows his colors, shapes, letters, and numbers. He can identify body parts and animals. He still struggles with expressive and receptive language but we are making progress. He can tell us when he wants to eat or wants a drink now but has trouble telling us other things that he wants or needs. If he has injured himself somehow he cannot tell you what hurts or where he is hurting. He is getting better at understanding directions and things that we are asking of him but that is still a daily struggle.
Being a parent of a child with special needs is something I never imagined I would experience but here we are. It’s our new normal. We celebrate all of his progress and all of his successes no matter how small they may be. We don’t take for granted that he is such a loving and sweet soul. We adore him and would never change him.

We are beyond thrilled with his progress and know the reason he is doing so well is because of early intervention! I can’t say enough to parents about seeking answers when you see red flags. We can’t wait to see what the future holds for our little guy! We know he’s going to do great things and continue to teach us about the beauties of autism!
***He still sings all the time. He loves singing his ABC’s, Head Shoulders Knees and Toes, Twinkle Twinkle Little Star, and many other nursery rhymes. I’ve added a few short videos of him singing and talking.




~ M


We Survived One Year!!!

Well this is really delayed but here it goes. Quinn turned one on March 13th and I could not ask for a sweeter girl. As cliche as it is this year with our girl has gone by so fast. 

We had a sweet little party for her at my sisters house with a few friends and family. We did a simple girly pink theme. She was beyond adorable in her pink tutu!  

She loved her big cupcake and had no trouble digging right in! Haha! Our girl has never missed a meal! 💗

She still loves her big brothers and they love her! 


The next week we went for her one year check up and on trend this girl is still in the 90th percentile in all areas. She was 25 lbs and 31 inches tall. She refuses to sit on the table during her check up. She wanted to show off her big girl standing skills. 

She has one big personality. Loves to laugh and smile. She can be quite demanding and has no trouble using her screaming voice if you aren’t fast enough with what she wants. Haha! She loves sleeping with her blankey and drags that thing around after waking up.  

We can’t get enough of our girl and we all just love her to pieces. 

Life without her would be pretty dull. Happy One Year Miss Quinn Marie.