Saturday, March 16, 2013

While I was gone...

Our kids were such good kids while I was in DC. Marc said time just flew by because of all the involvement with the kids.



I had all the meals ready in the freezer, meds filled, school and buses informed, doctor and dentist appointments rescheduled and a calendar all drawn out for Sister. So all Marc had to do was take care of the kids and he did a great job--he really is an amazing dad!

In fact, I was a bit jealous that he seemed to have such an easy time with it. I need as much help as I can get and still don't do all that I need to do. I had to keep reminding myself that I had most of the work done for him so that it wouldn't be as hard... so that is how I comfort myself when I think I can't quite hack it (smile).

I missed the kids.

It's so amazing how something so hard can be so dear to you. You know what I mean? Like after someone is not in your life anymore it is the little things that you miss.

It really missed hearing Sister's exclamations at every site we saw that was big or amazing. I love how excited she gets over the littlest things too, like just giving one of her favorite people a big hug. She does like this, stiff, happy, goody dance thing and it makes me giggle. I also really missed hearing all her mispronounced words. She has so many good ones and I never remember to write them down. I really need to make that a priority because stories like this one about the persimmon are always fun to illustrate.

Baby's squeezes were missed entirely, especially when my hives flared up the last night I was in DC. (Oh, did I tell you about my hives? Ya, that medication I started that I thought was a "good-to-go" wasn't so much. I got some pretty awesome hives, but luckily nothing as serious as it could have been, anyway...) I needed her love to give me comfort. She gives the best nose-to-nose and cheek-to-cheek hugs in the whole wide world and when she adds in some spit with the experience it just seals the deal! Ha!

Brother... you know it's funny... his smart alec remarks were actually missed a little bit. He has some pretty funny ones, like, "You're acting just like your mother!" or "Oh, I don't think so, missy!" It really made me miss him when I would hear some of the other young adults who were there self-advocating for FXS teasing others and joking around.

I saw a kid at the grocery store today while I was stock piling on apples, clementines (the new favorite) and chicken. He acted and looked just like he had Fragile X. I wanted to run right over and tell his dad, "Hey, my kids have Fragile X too!" I really do wish that I could do that and know it wouldn't offend anyone. But, I couldn't help but smile when he was sharing his opinion on ice cream with his older sister, he sounded just like my extremely opinionated FX son and I caught myself chuckling a little. I didn't want the dad to think that I was being insensitive or laughing at his son, so I piped up with a smile and said, "He reminds me so much of my son, the way he looks and acts and I couldn't help but smile." A few friendly words were exchanged and I still walked away wondering if this parent had ever even heard of Fragile X Syndrome.

Anyway, I don't know why, exactly I went off on that tangent, but there it is.

So with my final thoughts I will say this, Fragile X is constantly on my mind, 24-7, every second of each day. If I am not around it, I am thinking about it, if I am not thinking about it, I am seeing it, if I am not seeing it, I am hearing about it, if I am not hearing about it then I be at home living it. Maybe that's part of the reason I don't know how I would feel if there were a cure for Fragile X... I wouldn't know what to do with my life...

                                                                 Ha!

Thursday, March 14, 2013

Seeing the Sites of DC

This is why I wish I would have been able to blog while experiencing everything, because now all I want to do is just post the pictures so that I can move onto blogging about home and my kids and hubby. I hate playing catch up and love to talk about how I am feeling now instead of how I felt a week ago.

But, I am a mother, and all mother's know that we don't always get what we want...

So, I will do my best to give you a short summary or glimpse of what I was feeling by summing up in 1 - 3 words for each collage or picture.

Ready?

Cold and Windy
Mt. Vernon Sites                                                                 What Washington said



Cool old chairs

Tree along Potomac

Look up!

Onassis at Dock

Mt. Vernon pathway

Always ask your tour guide to tell you something they don't usually tell other people and you get to see stuff like the engraving of Civil War Soldiers North and South who came to Washington's tomb to etch their names in the walls as a tribute to what a great man he was. (I know it wasn't 3 words or less.)

Washington's Green House


LOVED Mt. Vernon

American & Natural History                                Arlington and Iwo Jima



And the last picture I wanted to share really isn't a good one. It's just one I knew Brother would get a kick out of. He is so intrigued by the Egyptians and Mummies. He watched a lot of Documentaries about them. So when I saw this I just had to seize the moment, just as he would have. Believe, me people were giving me strange looks as I waited for Tiffany to get a picture.

OK, so that's it. Well, at least what I am going to show you about my site seeing. I figure you don't need to wade through all the images of me standing in from of this or that.

Wednesday, March 13, 2013

Getting to Know the Missing Branch

How much do you know about your family?

I thought I knew a lot about my family.

I'm a Mormon, that's what we do, that's our focus: family.

Then, you put into the mix that I am a carrier of Fragile X Syndrome and the desire to know my family genealogy becomes a passion trying to find out where the gene came from and who it may have been passed to.

I am sure that anyone out there who has an inherited trait, like green eyes, red hair, freckles, long toes, big lips, or even long eyelashes likes to know who they inherited that from; Grandma, Aunt Lillith, Great Grandpa Gar. Heck, it's human to want to know how we became us.

So when you add an inherited mental impairment syndrome like Fragile X you really want to know where it comes from so that you can help other family members know about it too.

Well, I had an amazing opportunity being able to go with Tiffany on our Advocacy trip to DC because for the first 3 days we stayed with her aunt (my Dad's cousin), Peggy, whom I have never met.

Ever.

I didn't even know she existed.

Why?

Well, I won't go into it much but, let's just say that my dad's, mom's side of the family didn't have family reunions or really get together that often when I was young. So, I know names, vaguely and have heard stories of some others, but have met VERY few of them.

Here are the amazing views from the plane, me and Tiff excited to get there, and me on Sunday morning holding the family lizard, Geo. There's more of him below...

On Saturday night after our plane ride into Reagan Airport we rode home in a white, Chevy Traverse with a woman and her son whom I have never met or spoken to in my life that I can recall. Yet, she seemed so familiar to me. She had so many mannerisms and idiosyncrasies that were uncanny impersonations of my Dad's sister, Becky and my Grandma Vivian. I just couldn't get over it! It was so fun to just soak it all in and to meet her 4 children at home.

Her kids were so dear and kind to us. I could tell that they were so excited to have family there to visit them. We shared a lot of laughs, meals, songs, piano tunes, secrets, banana bread, memories, and even some tears. It was amazing to me that even though I didn't know Peggy, the fact that we are family tied us together and formed a strong bond.

Have you ever seen a lizard riding a Unicorn? Peggy's youngest daughter showed us the talent her pet has. Tee hee!

On Sunday we had so much fun going to the Great Falls National Park there in Virginia. It was beautiful! Tiffany and I were enjoying the company of all of Peggy's family who were there. We had fun just being... and the kids had fun climbing poles, rocks and fences. Then we went to see the Washington DC Mormon Temple. Gorgeous!

Peggy is in the top left of the collage and the kids throughout are her 4 sweethearts! And that sunset is over Great Falls.
I really wished I had my amazing camera, but my iPhone didn't do too bad and it was a lot easier to carry around.






My favorite pic of all of us trying to get in frame while I shoot the picture... priceless!

Like I said, my iPhone wasn't too shabby, of course the scenery couldn't look bad anyway.

That night we--Tiffany, Peggy and I--stayed up late talking about family that I didn't know very well, my Grandma Vivian's side. I heard so many stories I had never known. It was as if my Grandma was up in heaven listening in with me and smiling to see that I was finally connecting with her side of the family. It was such a neat and memorable night. As well it should have been, we were up until 3:30 in the morning talking, crying, laughing and everything in between. We were also very intrigued when we started to talk about where our Fragile X mutation started from and if it may affect others in our family line who may not even know about Fragile X Syndrome. You see, my Grandma Vivian and Tiffany's Grandma are sisters (and Tiffany's grandma is Peggy's mom) so that is the reason for our interest and desire to find out more, wondering if any other siblings my be carriers in the family and if there is anyone we need to reach out to. There is a branch on the family tree that kind of fell off the radar for many and none of us really know them very well. But, it has been very interesting to watch all the doors that have been opening up to us, especially with the research on Fragile X being done here in Utah. I know there is a reason all of this familial connection is coming to our awareness now, there are answers that can be given through this gene that has been passed on.

It really is a blessing to know your family genealogy and where you come from, it gives so many answers to questions you may not have known you even had.

It also gives you a sense of where you belong in this universe and helps you realize the friends you already have and just had to get to know. For instance, the friendship I have built with Tiffany, my second cousin that I just met a year ago, has come so naturally. They time spent with her for 6 days was such a treasure and a blast! I can't even begin to tell you how much we are a like, yet how different we are and still have a strong relationship as friends and cousins! Awesome!

Anyway, it was a true blessing to meet Peggy, her hubby Ken and there 4 children still at home. I am so excited to see them again someday and hope it will be sooner rather than later.

On our last day together before going off to our advocacy training we had the opportunity to go to the Iwo Jima Memorial... A M A Z  I  N G!!! I cannot tell you the patriotic spirit that emanates as you stand there looking at that incredible sculpture.



I also loved what it says at the base of the statue: Uncommon Valor Was A Common Virtue

Valor. Courage in defense of a noble cause.

Only one small view of Arlington Cemetary, it is massively huge...

Then, we went to the Arlington Cemetery and then on up to the Tomb of The Unknown Soldier. We just happened to get there at the time of the Changing of The Guard. It brought tears to my eyes as I watched the reverence and dedication that is involved in the symbolism of guarding a tomb that represents so many fallen soldiers who have not been named or found. Truly a patriotic and humbling experience.





That is one thing you realize while at Washington DC and seeing the sites is the patriotism that you feel for your country.

I feel that the importance of family and your dedication and devotion to family is so much like patriotism. We'll do whatever it takes to care for and defend our family. Is that not what our soldiers have done and do for our country.

I hope we never lose this branch of our country's tree by not knowing the sacrifices that have been made from the beginning to bless us with the country that we love.

God bless my family and God bless the USA!

Advocating in DC for Fragile X

I wish I would have had the time to keep up on my blog during my trip to Washington because life didn't slow down any once I got home. There were so many awesome experiences that I wished I could write them down just as I was feeling them, but instead I have to go off memory.

So my trip was 3-fold:
Advocay
Family
Site-seeing

I think that is how I am going to split up my trip experiences so that I can get a better grip on what I am trying to say about my 3-tiered trip.

So, since I am sure most of you are anxious to hear how advocating went, I will start off with that one first. As a fair warning, though, it will not be strictly about advocating, but also about being with many others who are affected by Fragile X Syndrome.

My co-leaders, Tiffany and Burgandi along with Burgandi's fiance, Bill, accompanied me to Washington DC. On Tuesday was our advocacy training day starting at 1pm. Right when I was walking toward the registration table I saw a great friend of mine that I have never met in person, Heather! She was in the middle of a conversation, but I rudely interrupted by hollering her name with excitement and walking quickly towards her with wide open arms, "Heather! Aaaaaahhhh!!" We hugged, held arms and looked at each other and repeated that a few times. It was a bit surreal to finally see someone in person whom you have talked to over the phone and Facebook for years about the affects of Fragile X Syndrome on our children and our lives. Heather had gotten my phone number a few years ago when her son was diagnosed with Fragile X and she was looking for hope. I hope I gave her that.

Heather introduced me to her hubby, Lou. He was very nice and even invited join them for a drink at the bar with him and Heather later that night. Before I could decline, Heather quickly slugged Lou and proclaimed, "Lou! She's a Mormon! Mormon's don't drink!" When I heard that I thought it was going to be the funniest line I'd heard all night... fast forward after the training session and Heather introduced me to one of her friends who was pregnant. We were chatting it up talking about, you guessed, Fragile X, when Lou came in to join the conversation. Being the nice guy that Lou is he asked our pregnant friend if she wanted a drink, Heather slugged Lou in the arm, "Lou! You just asked a pregnant woman if she wants a drink!" Lou did a face palm and said, "Man, I'm on a roll! I just asked a Mormon and a pregnant woman if they want a drink!" Now that was the line of the day. It made me wonder if there is some sort of joke out there that starts out, "So a Mormon and pregnant woman walk into a bar...

Now back to the training, it was so empowering to be in a room with 192 other advocates who were hungry to learn about our purpose of being there in DC. AMAZING! We were taught more about the ABLE Act and the TEAM Act and the importance of keeping our funding going for research and the connections that are being found between Fragile X and Austism on the FMRP gene. Pretty amazing and, honestly, overwhelming information for little ol' me. So, half way through our training we took a break to do the "Harlem Shake." What? You haven't heard of it? Do you live under a rock? Here, let me show you the Fragile X Advocates Harlem Shake...



After all that fun, we got back into the serious business of training, but I can only sit for so long before needing to take a potty break... I know, you wonder where I am going with that one, but, I have to specify because it makes the experience as funny as it was. Anyway, I went to the restroom and, of course as all girls do, I took friends with me. Well, after the potty I am some others congregated to chit chat for a bit and I noticed another girl I had never met before, looking on and thought maybe she wanted to join the conversation. I turned to her to include her in the conversation and she started off by saying something to the effect, "I know this probably sounds stalker-ish, but you are more beautiful in person than even in your pictures. I read your blog and I love it!"

I have NEVER had this happen and I felt like a movie star. I was so flattered I hope I reacted graciously. Cortney, was so sweet and I was so excited to meet her and talk to her. I asked her if we could take a picture together, and for memories sake we took it in the entry way of the women's restroom. Ha! Love it! Thanks, Cortney! You made me feel special!

I also got to meet, in person, a fellow FX Mommy Blogger and Facebook friend, Melissa and her hubby, Eric. I was giddy to meet her in person and just had to give her a hug! She kept saying that I was so much taller than she thought. She would shape her thumb and index finger to about an inch high and joke that I was only "this tall" on her screen! Ha!

Why, when I am doing all this advocacy for my kids and so many others like them, do I spend so much time telling you about my friends?

Because this is my world.

Fragile X.

To be surrounded by so many others who know exactly what I deal with everyday and to talk with them is just so much fun and such a strength to me.

Top left: Heather, Lou and me   Top Right: Melissa, Flat Holly (smile), me and Eric (wish I could have met Holly in person)
Bottom Left: me and Cortney    Bottom Right: a bunch of us celebrating the great day on the Hill


After our training was over we stayed and chatted for a bit and then had to leave quickly to get ready for our LINKS dinner. LINKS are the individual leadership groups from different states and areas through the National Fragile X Foundation.

When we got home from the dinner it was time to set up all our folders for the 4 Congressman and 2 Senators for our state. I was so glad that Tiffany (my second cousin who has 2 sons with Fragile X) and I had brought pictures of our families and other children from Utah to show to our Congressman and Senators. This especially became a blessing as we listened to the weather report for DC saying that a big storm was going to hit the next day, on the day we were going to be walking around to lobby for our cause. Schools were closing down, businesses closing down, they were getting ready for power outages and snow removal. Tiffany and I were a bit scared that perhaps the reason for us coming to DC was not even going to come to fruition. We just prepared for the worst scenario and planned on being there to advocate for our kids.

At 6am we were awake and heard on the news that they were expecting 8-12 inches and that the House (Congressman offices) were closing after 1:00. All of our Congressman meetings were scheduled to be after 1:00. We were a bit disheartened but knew we would just try to meet with them early on.

We got down to our hotel lobby at 6:50 am and our bus was already gone even though we had been told they would hold it until 7:00 am. We started to panic a bit and even resorted to calling sick Holly, who is the afore mentioned "Flat Holly," back in Illinois (6am her time) hoping she had some phone numbers of others who might save us in our hour of need (thanks Holly), but quickly decided we were just going to take a cab to the capitol, as we were getting ready to do so, the owner of the bus company that had been hired by the NFXF to take our groups to the capitol, was our front of the hotel and heard our dilemma and drove us in his personal car to the capitol so that we could get there on time. It was at that point that Tiffany and I knew there was some Divine Intervention happening to make sure that our purpose of coming to DC was going to happen, regardless of weather or lack of transportation.

We had a great tour of the House Floor and our Nation's Capitol given all of us by Congressman Harper of Mississippi who also has a son with Fragile X. He is an amazing advocate and an amazing man. It was so neat to see some new things that I didn't get to see when I was there 4 years previously. My two favorites were the Speakers Balcony and the chapel... ya, they have a chapel in our Nation's Capitol. Pretty cool!

That's George Washington in the middle, cool, huh?
Then we were off to our meetings. We started with the Senate Office and luckily we were able to ride the underground tram there so we didn't have to walk out in the cold, rain, sleet, wind quite yet. But after one positively received meeting with one senator and a failed attempt at a closed office of the other senator we out to the cold, rain, sleet and wind. Let me say, it was no Utah snow storm but it was COLD!!! So cold and wet! Walking 3 blocks in that rain you need a positive attitude. So I channeled my inner Mary Poppins and "Voila!" Just a spoon full of sugar and the rain gets a little sweeter...


So after our little musical pause, and mind you, it was musical, a cute little elderly couple got quite a kick out of my Mary Poppins impression, we were at the Congressman Offices.

It was only 11am by this time and our first meeting wasn't scheduled until 2:00 but we figured we would try to meet early. It was a success! We met with Congressman Stewart who was excited to talk with us and soon after that we met with Congressman Bishop's Staff member for another way-earlier-than-scheduled meeting. At this point, sweet Burgandi's fybermyalgic body just couldn't handle any more and she needed to go rest. Tiffany and I felt confident we could handle the last 3 meetings on our own. After saying goodby to Burgandi and Bill, and a hefty lunch in the House Cafeteria we were off to conquer the world.

Oh, and the House did not close at 1:00. I guess most of them stayed and weathered the storm otherwise known as the "snowquestor." So our other meetings went great and we were so happy that we got photos with the congressman even if we didn't actually have a meeting with them. Our proposals were received so positively from all we were able to talk to and left us feeling so excited about our day.

We are confident that we said and did the right things to make a difference in our children's lives. It also felt so empowering to be a part of our democracy by lobbying for our cause on The Hill. You get this strong sense of the love for your country and the power we have as a people in our nation.

We finally got back to our hotel room at 5pm and flopped on our beds in a heap of excitement and exhaustion and then quickly got ourselves gathered back together when I heard from my dear friend, Tiffany who had the great idea for a group dinner all the Fragile X Advocates who had not gone back home yet. It was great to meet Tiffany's dad and get to know the man who raised the woman that made such a difference in my life when Brother was first diagnosed.

The dinner was so much fun and the food was great! I even had the privilege of sitting by sweet Kelly, who is the "bunny" in the Harlem Shake video. She has Fragile X Syndrome and she was amazing to talk to and to hear her perspective about her world and Fragile X. It gave me so much hope that one day my daughters could possibly be as high functioning as she is. She was so much fun.

It was a great ending to our mentally and physically exhausting 2 days. I am so glad that we had this opportunity!

Thank you to Tiffany and Burgandi and Bill for lending your voice to the cause and giving me the strength and desire to go this year.

Saturday, March 2, 2013

Wow! I've been having fun!!!

I don't have time to blog much this week because I have been having so much fun and now I am off to Washington D.C. for Fragile X Advocacy Day! Wew! Our Life just doesn't slow down!

So here is a quick post full of fun pictures to tell you everything we have been doing since last Friday...
 We had a surprise night at Friday's kids because of extra volunteers (I love volunteers!) and the kids were thrilled! They were so hyper in the car on the way there I had to keep taking pictures at their requests.






Then it was off on our impromptu date that just so happened to end up being AWESOME because The Riverwoods was having their Fire and Ice even that included ice sculptures, snowboarding, and fireworks!!! I was SO MUCH FUN!



Yup. That's ice! Can you believe it? it looks like plastic or glass!

All bundled up!

So I think that Sister has been really struggling with the thought of me leaving this week because she has brought some new activities into her repertoire of mischievousness. She gauged a hole in the wall... but, hey, at least she tried to cover it up with duct tape and a towel...


In preparation for me being gone for 6 days I had to make sure to have food ready so that was one less thing for Marc to worry about. We all know how much Brother loves his hamburgers, so this was a picture of the 28 hamburger patties I cooked up on Tuesday morning. (I also cooked up 10 pounds of chicken that I didn't bother taking a shot of -- woo!)



On Wednesday we got a call from my brother, Daniel. They were excited to tell us that they are going to have a boy and girl. Sister was thrilled about this because she was so concerned about the twins having to both be the same and she wanted them to be different. Tee hee!

This is LilMan saying "hi" to us on FaceTime. He just couldn't get enough of us! Oh how I miss that kid!

I had to run a few errands and finding something to wear for Advocacy Day was one of the priorities. I just had to take a picture of Baby because she pretty much stayed here the whole 30 minutes I was there. She was so intrigued by the manequins. It made me laugh because she didn't move, she just stared. The only time she would move was to go to the other windows to see the other manequins.



Sister's Day! Oh, that was so fun! Farr's Ice Cream and Belle Boutique... good times!
(We miss you Tynelle!)




And last, but certainly not least we went to a costume party! Ya! A costume party on the first day of March! Rad huh?! Marc is the Scarlet Pimpernel and I am his wife. We had so. much. fun. It was a really great way for me to release my nerves before flying out this morning...


I need to go to bed...

Monday, February 25, 2013

Twinkle Little Star

Sister stays very busy.

If she isn't bouncing, running, circling, rocking, swinging, pretending, running, jumping, twirling or whirling, then she is drawing or coloring.

I love it when she colors in her coloring books or draws on all the paper that has been stocked up for her.

This is my most favorite drawing she has ever done! She was so proud and we kept it on the fridge for a very long time. She is 7 and this is the first time she has drawn the whole family all lined up with our legs and arms and hair (smile). From left to right: Sister, Baby, Brother, Dad and Mom. Precious! These is the kind of artwork I absolutely adore from her!



But, I just can't figure out that even with all the reams of paper and the stacks of coloring books she still feels the need to draw on other surfaces like the table or the walls.

I guess I should count my blessings because she has now moved on from using crayons, pens and markers for that kind of drawing and has taken up the old fashioned pencil.

...

When I first started see all the "artwork" done in pencil I was so upset until I thought, "Hey, I bet I could get that off with an eraser!"

Well, the only erasers I had in my house were these:

 Cute huh? Only problem is, they are this small:
They're so small my iPhone wouldn't focus on it...
I'm always up for further punishing myself so I proceeded to use it to erase this:
 along with MANY other areas she drew on in her room, like the walls and her bedroom door...

It took the work of at least 5 or so erasers and that was to the point where the edges start rolling up into themselves and you end up rubbing some of the pencil off with your actual finger tip by accident.

Yep.

It was that fun.

Weeee.