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courtesy of freedigitalphotos.net ‘mobile phone’ by teemarun 

There never really was a part 1 to this post. But, about a year ago I did publish a post about how I took my teenager’s cell phone away (I know, crazy right?). In the post I mentioned that she might never get it back. (Even crazier for sure-how would any of us survive?)

Well, she’s 15 1/2 now and this past Christmas I gave her another phone.

No texting, no Instagram, no internet. It’s a phone for emergencies and if she wants to talk to family or friends she has that capability.

She’s doing great with it and still doesn’t miss the buzzing of the old one (when she could text).

In between the old cell phone this one, we had something else happen…

A parent’s worst fear…
That will have to be ‘My Teen’s Cell Phone Pt 3′
 
For now, check out these links regarding teens and cell phones and rest easy knowing that if you need an angle on discipline, you can go for the phone.

 
 
 
 

Fun Friday: Good Moms

Want more funny quotes where this one came from?

http://penelopesoasis.com/2012/funny-quotes-motherhood.html

If you read my first post about Kenan Spencer Witczak, you might want to know more about Krabbe Disease. You may also want to understand what Leukodystrophy is.

 
My hope this month is to help raise more awareness about what is happening to Kenan and for people to spread the word about the disease and the need for required testing. Please learn more about Kenan’s family at Kisses for Kenan.
 
 
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Kenan and his big sister Tamsen
 
The following is an overview of what happens to a child with Krabbe Disease
(this information is from the Hunter’s Hope website):
 
Signs & Symptoms (Infantile)
Symptoms usually begin at two to six months of age. The average age of death is 13 months. 
-Kenan showed signs at 6 mos. with regression in milestones)
 
Stage One: 
General irritability (excessive crying), stiffness, arrest of motor and mental development, loss of previously attained milestones, difficulty in feeding, and seizures.

Many babies in Stage One Krabbe Disease are misdiagnosed with colic, reflux, food/milk allergy, or even cerebral palsy. 
-He was officially diagnosed at 8 mos.

Stage Two: 
Children may have severe arching of the back, jerking of the arms and/or legs, more severe and rapid deterioration of mental and motor function, generally fed through a tube. 
-Read about Kenan’s life experiences and current stages on Natasha’s blog
Stage Three: 
Children lose mental and motor function, become deaf and blind, unable to move or speak. 
-Kenan cannot see, but he can hear

Later onset Krabbe Disease, while less common, delays the onset of neurological symptoms until middle childhood, adolescence or adulthood. 

-Kenan was given one year to live. He is now two.
 
 
Hear Natasha speak during a July 20, 2012, Chicago abc7 news interview.
 
Thank you for reading and please share this post with someone you know.

 
You changed my diapers
You drove me to games
You went through some lists
To pick out my name!
 
You bathed me and fed me
From the time I was small
 I’m so grateful to you
You’ve sure done it all!
 
From cooking and cleaning
To nursing my cuts
You’re truly the best
No “ifs” “ands” or “buts”!
 
Happy Mother’s Day Mom
I cherish each minute
And feel lucky in life
That I’ve got you in it!
In lieu of Mother’s Day, I have partnered with a friend of mine who writes personalized poems.
Her name is Deb Solyan from Iambicchic.com and she wrote this one for you to share with your mom!
 
The best part about this? 
The 1st 3 moms who contact her, 
she will make a FREE Personalized Poem (signed, sealed AND delivered) 
to whomever they choose!

Send this to your mom, tell her to contact Iambicchic via e-mailorder her card online, then receive a confirmation and a full refund for their card once the card is sent!

 

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This week I received the following email from a fellow mother. It was sent as a tribute and Happy Mother’s Day wish.

It was a tear jerker for sure, but it was also a very graphic reminder of what I (and many other moms) have gone through…but we keep on truckin’.

A universal Mother’s Day poem, because it addresses ‘every’ mother, no matter her parenting style or experiences…I think you’ll appreciate it and I sure hope you’ll pass it on. The author is not the woman who sent it to me, but credit is given to the true author at the end.

 
 
To Mothers
 
This is for the mothers who have sat up all night with sick toddlers in their arms, wiping up barf laced with Oscar Mayer wieners and cherry Kool-Aid saying, “It’s okay, honey, Mommy’s here.”
 
Who have sat in rocking chairs for hours on end soothing crying babies who can’t be comforted.
 
This is for all the mothers who show up at work with spit-up in their hair and milk stains on their blouses and diapers in their purses.
 
For all the mothers who run carpools and make cookies and sew Halloween costumes. And all the mothers who DON’T.
 
This is for the mothers who gave birth to babies they’ll never see. And the mothers who took those babies and gave them homes.
 
This is for the mothers whose priceless art collections are hanging on their refrigerator doors.
 
And for all the mothers who froze their buns on metal bleachers at football or soccer games instead of watching from the warmth of their cars.
 
And that when their kids asked, “Did you see me, Mom?” they could say, “Of course, I wouldn’t have missed it for the world,” and meant it.
 
This is for all the mothers who yell at their kids in the grocery store and swat them in despair when they stomp their feet and scream for ice cream before dinner. And for all the mothers who count to ten instead, but realize how child abuse happens.
 
This is for all the mothers who sat down with their children and explained all about making babies. And for all the (grand)mothers who wanted to, but just couldn’t find the words.
 
This is for all the mothers who go hungry, so their children can eat.
 
For all the mothers who read “Goodnight, Moon” twice a night for a year. And then read it again. “Just one more time.”
 
This is for all the mothers who taught their children to tie their shoelaces before they started school. And for all the mothers who opted for Velcro instead.
 
This is for all the mothers who teach their sons to cook and their daughters to sink a jump shot.
 
This is for every mother whose head turns automatically when a little voice calls “Mom?” in a crowd, even though they know their own offspring are at home — or even away at college or have their own families.
 
This is for all the mothers who sent their kids to school with stomach aches, assuring them they’d be just FINE once they got there, only to get calls from the school nurse an hour later asking them to please pick them up. Right away.
 
This is for mothers whose children have gone astray, who can’t find the words to reach them.
 
For all the mothers who bite their lips until they bleed when their 14-year-olds dye their hair green.
 
For all the mothers of the victims of recent school shootings, and the mothers of those who did the shootings.
 
For the mothers of the survivors, and the mothers who sat in front of their TVs in horror, hugging their children who just came home from school safely.
 
This is for all the mothers who taught their children to be peaceful, and now pray they come home safely from a war.
 
What makes a good mother anyway? Is it patience? Compassion? Broad hips? The ability to nurse a baby, cook dinner, and sew a button on a shirt, all at the same time?
 
Or is it in her heart?
 
Is it the ache you feel when you watch your son or daughter disappear down the street, walking to school alone for the very first time?
 
The jolt that takes you from sleep to dread, from bed to crib at 2 A.M. to put your hand on the back of a sleeping baby?
 
The panic, years later, that comes again at 2 A.M. when you just want to hear their key in the door and know they are safe again in your home?
 
Or the need to flee from wherever you are and hug your child when you hear news of a fire, a car accident, a child dying?
 
The emotions of motherhood are universal and so our thoughts are for young mothers stumbling through diaper changes and sleep deprivation… And mature mothers learning to let go.
 
For working mothers and stay-at-home mothers.
 
Single mothers and married mothers.
 
Mothers with money, mothers without.
 
This is for you all. For all of us…
 
Hang in there. In the end we can only do the best we can.
Tell them every day that we love them. And pray and never stop being a mom.
 
Please pass along to all the moms in your life.
 
“Home is what catches you when you fall – and we all fall.”
 
Please pass this to a wonderful mother you know. (I just
did!)
 
Received from FranCMT2

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In my May column I wrote about Natasha. An Illinois mother who truly inspires me. Her son has Krabbe disease and will not live as full a life like it’s so often anticipated for the future of a two year old.  He was a healthy baby when they brought him home in February of 2011, but about eight months later, he began to show signs that something was wrong.

 
Dann and Natasha are waiting out the ride, (not as a parent with a special needs child, but parents who have no idea which day will be Kenan’s last).
 
As a mother, I have a lot on my plate emotionally, financially, time-wise and otherwise. But Natasha and her husband have so much more.
 
 I’ve spoken with Natasha on several occasions to learn more about Kenan’s disease; how they live their lives and the challenges they face. She is an inspiring woman.  Not only does Natasha still have the passion to parent in the face of her challenges, but she is always willing to set aside time to talk about Krabbe and Kenan in an effort to raise awareness of the disease (1 in 150,000 children will have Kenan’s disorder) for which there is currently no mandated testing or screening. Kits are available online at Huntershope.org With one simple heel prick, a child can be screened for over 60 diseases at birth, regardless of state legislation. (These are not currently covered by insurance.)
 
 
To give you a glimpse into their daily routine here is:
A Day in the Life of Kenan:
 
 
3:00 a.m. Good Morning: Kenan wakes. Natasha is on duty first with him. She’ll give him Pedialyte via his G-tube which they found hydrates him. Kenan lost his ability to swallow and take food by mouth early on in the disease. He was given a g-tube (button in his belly that allows liquid food to be delivered while bypassing the mouth and esophagus.) This time in the morning is Kenan’s roughest of the day because after being asleep for seven or eight hours his chest is gunked up with congestion. Natasha will do chest therapy; pounding on his chest, repositioning him, trying to get him cleared up. When she is done, she will lay with him and run her fingers through his hair. Before the disease progressed they used to play, but now they tend to use their time in bed in the mornings to cuddle or catch up on sleep.  If Kenan falls back asleep Natasha is able to use her laptop to do bookkeeping for their fine art installation business. She will correspond with clients, send emails or do invoicing. She might even catch up with fellow Leukodystrophy families via social media.
 
6:30 a.m.:  Kenan gets The Vest treatment, which is one of the best therapies he has right now. His torso is wrapped up in a sling that is connected to a machine via tubing. This machine inflates the sling with air that pulsates and shakes his torso, clearing out any accumulated congestion (similar to a machine used for Cystic Fibrosis). He receives this three times a day, for fifteen minutes each, right before mealtime. This will help decrease the risk of respiratory infections. Colds can make him worse, but so far he’s only had one major episode. Natasha and Dann feel it is because of this constant treatment.
 
7:00 a.m.: Medications and breakfast begin via his g-tube. Tamsen and Natasha’s husband will be getting up and will get ready for the day. Very similar to most all-American families, it’s the morning rush to get out the door.
 
7:45 a.m.:  Brushing teeth. Kenan has molars and more teeth coming in, so Natasha will massage his gums for about 15 minutes every day. She knows it feels good to Kenan because he cannot chew on toys to relieve that pressure and pain of new teeth like other toddlers.  There are many children like Kenan who won’t get their teeth at the normal age range from the lack of pressure that comes from being able to eat food by mouth.
 
8:15 a.m.:  It’s time for learning. ABC’s and counting. Natasha says, “Kenan likes this; I can tell he is intellectually bored so I try to layer as many pieces of information as possible, like saying the letter “B” for ball and then letting him hold a ball.”  Kenan’s vision is not100% and suffers from cortical vision impairment (visual impairment that is caused by a brain problem rather than an eye problem). Natasha will try to try to relate sounds by saying them then using Kenan’s fingers and hands to draw or spell the word in the air (like a straight line down then two humps for B).  This also acts as physical therapy for Kenan with the stretching motions they use. She will touch one of his fingers at a time while counting ‘one, two, three’. Less than an hour of this and Kenan is wiped out. It’s time for his nap now and hopefully Natasha’s shower. During his nap, he is comfortable and Natasha is grateful that he needs no suctioning. She will make up the beds, fold laundry, return phone calls and do anything else that is small enough to squeeze in while he’s asleep. (Just like most moms.)
 
10:00am: It varies from day -to-day but Kenan typically gets one of his therapies at this time. Monday he receives Developmental Therapy, Tuesdays are set aside for doctor’s appointments and weekly visits from his hospice nurse, Wednesdays are Music Therapy. Thursdays are Speech and Swallow Therapy and Fridays are Physical Therapy. Each one is designed to stimulate Kenan’s senses and body, keeping what abilities he does have as strong as possible. Although an hour of time is dedicated each week  to the therapist, Natasha incorporates what she learns from each into Kenan’s playtime and daily regime. Using Speech and Swallow as an example, Kenan cannot swallow well enough to take food by mouth but he can handle having tastes of different foods. His therapist has taught Natasha how to safely do this by dipping a Q-tip into juices, sauces and jams, allowing Kenan to experience the world of food and flavors. This is something they do alongside each one of Kenan’s meals.
 
11:00 am: If the weather permits they take a walk to the local playground. Kenan has always loved swinging on the swings. Friends called and the City of Chicago installed a special cradle swing so that Natasha can comfortably and safely hold Kenan in her lap. During the winter months when going outside isn’t an option, Kenan could spend the next hour in his stander.  A piece of equipment that is probably the most crucial in the prevention of morbidity. Kenan gets to experience his body in complete head-to-toe vertical alignment allowing him to bear weight comfortably, strengthening his muscles and set his joints. Gravity now can affect his vital organs so that they can rest in what’s meant to be their intended alignment.
 
12:00 noon -Lunch: Again begins the routine of fifteen-minute machine therapy to clear out any congestion followed by another feeding. One thing which stays the same is that Kenan has daily visits with a nurse. Monday through Friday for four hours at a time a nurse comes into their home; freeing Natasha up to do things like go to the store, complete tasks or errands, spend time with Tamsen, return phone calls, deal with Medicaid, read/reply to emails and address any client issues. Like any mother, it’s difficult for Natasha to leave Kenan. It could just be separation anxiety for both of them, but Natasha also carries the additional fear that Kenan may take his last breath while she is away. But, also like many other moms, she must carry on with our daily tasks and put the worry away, knowing that they make the time they do spend together very special. Natasha knows that she has to take care of herself too and like most moms who put ourselves last, she must remember the airplane flight attendant’s speech when she instructs us to put our own oxygen mask on first. The nurses are there to help her. So she will have her twenty minutes of alone time in the car before she picks Tamsen up from school and she will address other things needing her attention…all the while she will be thinking about getting back to her baby. Incidentally, Kenan will also be thinking about her coming back. Because, as any two year old would be anxious to see their mommy, Natasha says she can tell when she arrives home and Kenan hears her voice, he is happy she has returned (he cannot see much at this point, but he can hear her).
 
3:00pm: Stander time once again. At this point Kenan’s older sister Tamsen (4yrs.) is home. This has developed into her special time with her brother. The apparatus puts the two of them and the same height and, for the most part, allows Kenan to be independent of an adult. They play, draw and dance together.
 
4:00pm: Massage (to promote muscle relaxation and circulation) and bath time.
 
Dinner Time: Dann will be arriving home; Kenan will have another treatment on his machine and get his medications again (there are numerous meds throughout the day).  Kenan will sit on Natasha’s lap for dinner and enjoy “tasting” with the rest of the family.
 
Bedtime:  Dann is on duty now and will read, sing songs and lay with Kenan depending on how Kenan is feeling.  Dann will stay with Kenan until he falls asleep. Daddy will get about 5.5 hours of sleep each night before he wakes up to head out to work in the morning (mommy will average about the same amount of sleep each night).
 
In the meantime, Natasha will also be helping Tamsen get ready for bed. It’s bath time, story time, etc. When everyone is settled in, mom will do maintenance on the machines and medical paraphernalia; cleaning 50 syringes, washing the food pump and bag.
 
Two babies, peacefully sleeping now. They were both loved and cared for to the best of Mommy and Daddy’s ability. Mommy and Daddy are very, very, tired now but will get up and do it again tomorrow, because that’s what parents do for their children.
 
It’s been a good day in the Spencer-Witczak house.
 
 
 
Stay tuned for more about Natasha’s family on Family Matters with Amber.

 

You could just say “sit!” and they would stay!?

 (No such luck) –
Thank you to a very cool youth director,
for making this very cool video, and letting me share it!
And thank you to all the cute little volunteers in the video!
(poor kids):
Posted by— cfetz (@cfetz)
This video was made using Vine.
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