"God doesn't give children with special needs to strong people; He gives children with special needs to ordinary, weak people and then gives them strength. Raising a child with special needs doesn't take a special family, it makes a special family."
" Faith makes life possible. Hope makes life workable. Love makes life beautiful."

The Winwards

The Winwards

Sunday, March 20, 2011

Invisible Mom......

No pictures this post... camera is out of commission until I can make it to the store to get some more batteries!

But.... I ran across this the other day and really loved it!

Invisible Mom

It all began to make sense -- the blank stares, the lack of response, the way one of the kids would walk into the room while I'm on the phone and ask to be taken to the store. Inside I'm thinking, 'Can't you see I'm on the phone?'

Obviously not; no one can see if I'm on the phone, or cooking, or sweeping the floor, or even standing on my head in the corner, because no one can see me at all. I'm invisible. The invisible Mom. 

Some days I am only a pair of hands, nothing more! Can you fix this? Can you tie
this? Can you open this??

Some days I'm not a pair of hands; I'm not even a human being. I'm a clock to ask, 'What time is it?' 

I'm a satellite guide to answer, 'What number is the Disney Channel?'
I'm a taxi for order, 'Right around 5:30, please.'

Some days I'm a crystal ball; 'Where's my other sock?  Where's my phone? What's for dinner?'

I was certain that these were the hands that once held books and the eyes that studied history, music and literature -but now, they had disappeared into the peanut butter, never to be seen again. 

She's going, she's going, she's gone!

One night, a group of us were having dinner, celebrating the return of a friend from England . She had just returned from a fabulous trip, and she was going on and on about the hotel she stayed in. I was sitting there, looking around at the others all put together so well.

It was hard not to compare and feel sorry for myself.  I was feeling pretty pathetic, when she turned to me with a beautifully wrapped package, and said, 'I brought you this.' It was a book on the great cathedrals of Europe .
I wasn't exactly sure why she'd given it to me until I read her inscription:
'With admiration for the greatness of what you are building when no one sees.'
In the days ahead I would read - no, devoured - the book. And I would discover what would become for me, four life-changing truths, after which I could pattern my work: 

1) No one can say who built the great cathedrals - we have no record of their names. 
2) These builders gave their whole lives for a work they would never see finished.
3) They made great sacrifices and expected no credit.
4) The passion of their building was fueled by their faith that the eyes of God saw
     everything.

A story of legend in the book told of a rich man who came to visit the cathedral while it was being built, and he saw a workman carving a tiny bird on the inside of a beam. He was puzzled and asked the man, 'Why are you spending so much time carving that bird into a beam that will be covered by the roof, No one will ever see it.’  And the workman replied, 'Because God sees.'

I closed the book, feeling the missing piece fall into place. It was almost as if I heard God whispering to me, 'I see you. I see the sacrifices you make every day, even when no one around you does.

‘No act of kindness you've done, no sequin you've sewn on, no cupcake you've baked, no Cub Scout meeting, no last minute errand is too small for me to notice and smile over. You are building a great cathedral, but you can't see right now what it will become.’

I keep the right perspective when I see myself as a great builder. As one of the people who show up at a job that they will never see finished, to work on something that their name will never be on.


The writer of the book went so far as to say that no cathedrals could ever be built in our lifetime because there are so few people willing to sacrifice to that degree.

When I really think about it, I don't want my son to tell the friend he's bringing home from college for Thanksgiving, 'My Mom gets up at 4 in the morning and bakes homemade pies, and then she hand bastes a turkey for 3 hours and presses all the linens for the table.' That would mean I'd built a monument to myself.  I just want him to want to come home.  And then, if there is anything more to say to his friend, 
he'd say, 'You're gonna love it there...'

As mothers, we are building great cathedrals. We cannot be seen if we're doing it right. And one day, it is very possible that the world will marvel, not only at what we have built, but at the beauty that has been added to the world by the sacrifices of invisible mothers.
Share this with all the Invisible Moms you know... I just did.

Wednesday, March 9, 2011

Pay Attention......


Tanner loves his bath time!  He likes to stay in the tub until the water starts to get cold, and sometimes until the water is all drained out.  He also loves bubble baths.  He loves to play, and dump water out of a cup. 
On this particular day I was sitting by the tub reading and taking a video of him playing.  Not paying enough attention apparently....because the little Stinker.... dumped a whole cup of water over the tub edge right on me!

Enjoy the drama!

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Mickey......

Tanner has always had an obsession with Mickey Mouse.  Probably since he was around 9 to 10 months old. Recently he has wanted to take mickey everywhere!  In the car, in his bed, at the table, on the couch, right by his toys.... you get the idea.....
He even wants to give mickey rides in his mobile stander!  Now that Tanner is stronger, he doesn't need the top strap anymore, so I looped it around the front and strapped mickey in!  
Needless to say, Tanner loved it!

Getting ready for cruising!

Giving mickey a tour of the house!


Tanner loves his Mickey!


And he loves giving rides too!  

The biggest perk about this is that Tanner is willing to stay in the stander for longer periods of time, and that makes for one happy mama!

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

Say Cheese

The other day Tanner was playing with Daddy's american express card, and I couldn't quite figure out what he was doing until I watched this video again!  He is taking pictures, and saying "cheese" over and over!



He is for sure my little "Cheezer" 

Phone

Tanner really loves cell phones!  He would play with mine or his Dad's all day if we would let him! Another thing that he really likes to do is call Dad at work.  

Obsession

All I can say is that we watched parts of Cars at least every other day for about 2 months!  I think I've got the whole thing memorized!  Tanner is obsessed I tell you!


He was even trying to look like a car. I guess the blanket is supposed to be the hood?


No matter, he thought it was a great idea!


And then along came........ 


Buzz!  Ya, you guessed it!  Another obsession!  Some days the first thing I hear in the morning when Tanner wakes is "Buzz, Buzz, Woody, Buzz"

He laughs at all the funny parts and is really getting into humorous things! 


But when its time to turn it off - Tanner is one unhappy guy!


Please Mom.... I want to watch it again!  

So Big

I really can't get over how big Tanner is getting!  He looks so much like a boy (no baby) when he wears a hat!  He is wearing one of my hats!





Doesn't he look so big?