Mom of many, wife, social worker, semi introvert, faux foodie, sleep misser, pet rescuer.
Owen, almost 5 years old, was diagnosed with Fragile X in March of 2010 at age 20 months. The tsunami of the diagnosis has impacted my life and continued to ripple in ways I could never imagine. My goal is to never live with regrets of life circumstances, but rather to embrace and accept what I have been given and the choices I have made, and to mostly survive – with some growth flourishes as a person, mother, friend and social worker. And to get some sleep.
With acknowledgement there may be times that I just want to kick someone’s ass.