My son has asthma. It rains. Umbrellas break. Popcorn burns. Appointments cancel. Maybe these things don’t always converge on the exact same day but shit happens.
Asthma, Parenting, and Living Fearfree
I was not about to become a victim. I was not about to allow my son to become a victim. I didn’t want him to look out over his life and think that he was limited because he had a diagnosis of asthma.
His Mama Said, “You Don’t Have to Run. But You Do Have to Finish.”
Sprawled across a stranger’s lawn he yelled at me, “This was the worst idea you’ve ever had!” I would have slung him over my shoulders if my feet and back hadn’t been hurting and I didn’t have to go to the bathroom. There was also the fact that I pretty much agreed with everything he’d…
Sentinel Sentiment (Joy)
I watch them sleep In these wee hours These me hours I sit and unfold myself Bedside listening to Easy breathing Eyelids flutter Shy smiles dance Upon his lips and I Know the moment I’ve been waiting for He laughs out loud Flipping over I rise More slowly today Returning to my own harbor I…
a blizzard, an er, and a praying 4 year old
when my son was 4 years old he had a very bad asthma episode. for a couple of days i had been working with him to get him breathing with regular breathing treatments to no avail. finally, late one night he was wheezing and just so uncomfortable, i told him, “we have to go to…