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I am a below knee amputee. More importantly, I am also Mommy to two boys, a very active 10 year old (Robby) and an mischievous toddler (Timmy). I have learned that being a parent with a disability can create some unusual and sometimes humorous situations. This blogger is available for hire! Let's talk and learn how a blog can expand your business.

Thursday, March 17, 2022

Leprechaun Gold!

 Happy St. Patrick's Day!  

Yesterday we were bustling with activity as we prepared traps to catch the sly little leprechaun. This year Timmy decided to double his efforts by constructing two traps. He was definitely determined in his mission!

Knowing that leprechauns have a sweet tooth, Timmy and I baked small rainbow battered bundt cakes. We iced them green, making sure to only apply a thin layer over the hole so that it was concealed. We then sprinkled gold coin sprinkles on the top of each cake directly over the bundt hole. After looking at our cakes we realized that they might be a tad too tall for the small little leprechaun. Worried that the leprechaun would only nibble on the side of the cake and miss the drop hole, we built pretzel ladders to entice him to our trap.

While the cakes were baking Timmy constructed a rainbow colored box trap. If the cake didn't catch him, we were hoping that the leprechaun would try to steal the lure (a disk made out of gold glitter glue) and he would be trapped. He colored the box with rainbow stripes because leprechauns love rainbows.

After setting everything up, we went to bed excited and hopeful that we would wake up to find one of those little guys trapped in our cake or box. Unfortunately we didn't catch him, but he was definitely here! The toilet water was turned green and the living room was a mess. The cake was destroyed and the box trap was overturned. 

Here is the best part: the leprechaun left gold! Timmy found gold coins scattered around the remnants of the cake. WOW! Talk about an exciting discovery. 

Happy St. Patrick's Day. I hope that your day is as happy as mine has been. 








Wednesday, March 16, 2022

Roofing

During a heavy downpour last week we discovered another leak in our ceiling. The small dripping was easily contained by a bowl, but it pushed us to finally act. We have put off getting a new roof as long as possible, but both Scott and I realized that we cannot push it off any longer. We need a new roof, and we need to get it done soon.

We started by calling roofers for estimates. Because I work from home, I am the point person for contact. I hate overseeing household repairs. I am not looking forward to having strangers coming in and out of our home. It feels like they are scrutinizing everything in an attempt to pad the invoice as much as possible. I realize that this is not the goal of every company and every repairman, but it certainly seems like I always fall into the negotiation waltz. 

I recognize that my ignorance makes it easier for unscrupulous repair companies to pad our invoice. I have been talked into more bells and whistles because of blind trust. Roofs are expensive and I cannot afford to make the same mistake. I'm going to spend the next few days researching roofing options so I can't be up sold when the bids start.

I have zero interest in roofing, but I guess I'm about to receive an education. If you have any insights or experience, please let me know. I certainly welcome all suggestions!

Tuesday, March 15, 2022

Cuddle Pup

 Scott had a workday yesterday which allowed him to stay home. Although he had to finish up some report cards and IEPs, he was free through the afternoon to hang out and play outside. I had meetings scheduled throughout the afternoon so it was nice to have an extra set of hands to help out. 

Today he is back to school and the boys and I are back to our normal schedule. Work has been so busy lately but I am hoping to be able to play outside for a few hours. Not only is the sunshine good for my soul, but I also discovered that Friend and Timmy are less destructive when thoroughly exercised. 

Friend and I have settled into a comfortable routine. He gets several long walks throughout the day to sniff around and to play. Between walks, he cuddles on me as I work. (I've learned to balance the computer on a pillow next to me so that he can curl onto my lap.) It is hard to feel stressed when holding a puppy!

Monday, March 14, 2022

Half my Life

 On Friday, as I was writing the date on the top of a report, I had a realization. It was the anniversary of the day my foot was initially injured. This struck me odd for two reasons. First of all, I didn't realize the date until I was writing it down. Secondly, I have now been "disabled" exactly half of my life.

In years past, March 11 approached like a dreaded freight train. I don't keep the date circled on my calendar, but I always knew its significance. The fact that this anniversary completely slipped my mind until it was upon me was an anomaly. I can't help but think that forgetting such a significant life date is a sign of growth and a full life.

While I was quasi-proud of myself for not focusing on the anniversary, the number of years that has passed took my breath away. After I did the math, I realized that I had been living with a defunct (eventually amputated) limb for exactly half of my life. Going forward, I will be considered "disabled" for the majority of my life. That realization feels odd.

My life isn't what I planned, but it has exceeded any expectations or hopes. I love my career. I love the friends that have come into my life because of my amputation. I am still helping people recover and move forward- only now I am helping them adjust to the loss of a limb instead of their vision.
It is not what I expected when I dreamed of my future, but I wouldn't change a thing. 
 
Except the phantom pain. I would definitely change that if I could.