We said goodbye to Canyon View today. Canyon View has been Gabe's school for the last two years. Once upon a time I posted a post about how we suspected Gabe was autistic and now here we are two years and a couple of months later getting ready to send him off to kindergarten. I have tears pooling in my eyes right now as I look back at where we started and the amazing progress he has made. Facebook notified me about a memory from last year at the end of May when I celebrated him saying "mom" clearly for the first time. He's speaking in full paragraphs now (if he has something he wants to share). He is toilet trained. He is so incredibly smart. I have tried to express my gratitude for the teachers that have been on this road with us. Much of the progress he has made is because of your efforts and I am so grateful to you for being his other moms and a support to me. We will continue to have meltdowns, hard times and struggles, but we have an amazing foundation of love an
We decided to try a midwife and I had started to seriously doubt that decision. I was 41 weeks and 1 day pregnant and very anxious about this baby making her appearance. I was tired of the pitying looks and comments from Gabe’s bus drivers and branch members. I was tired of feeling like a hostage to an unborn child. I was tired of feeling anxious and coming up with back-up plans for if she came at night or during the day. I was tired. I woke up the morning of May 15, 2017 and said to the baby, “Alright, you are done, you are coming out today!” Then proceeded to walk 2.5 miles, take my evening primrose oil capsules, and various other wives tale, natural (excluding castor oil), labor inducing remedies. I climbed into bed that night feeling frustrated. I had had no contractions despite everything I tried. I felt like my body was broken. I kept having thoughts about my other children’s labors. I was induced with both of them and maybe my body just didn’t know how to go into