It's an unfortunate theme of my life these days, and therefore an unfortunate theme of this blog, that I frequently fight with my son. Much of the time, we get along really well. He slips his warm hand into mine as we walk down the hallway of his school. He scrambles to my room ...

"Mommy, do I have Down syndrome too?"

My four-year old daughter asked me very matter-of-factly, without fear or expectation, only with curiosity. She does not, in fact, have Down syndrome. Or maybe she does, in the sense that it will forever be part of her identity as a fraternal ...

I don't mean to put my children in boxes, but every so often I catch myself. I have wrapped them up, hemmed them in, put a bow on top and presented them to the world as if I can contain what is inside. As if I can predict who they will be or what they can do.

I should ...

Nearly two weeks ago, I said I would be taking a week off from blogging. And then a week turned into ten days turned into a few days more... My kids went back to school today, and while I'm grateful to try to get back into my writing rhythm, I'm also grateful for the time we ...