I am THRILLED to have Chrissy Kelly as a guest blogger here today! (A friend from middle school and high school messaged me on facebook to tell me about Chrissy's blog, and I am SO glad she did.) Chrissy has a zest for life that cannot be quenched. She writes about finding joy in each day and making even the challenges of motherhood fun & interesting, but she is real and shares the good and bad through her captivating words and top-notch photography. Chrissy is the mother of Parker (11 mo.) and Greyson (2 1/2).
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My life is ripe and
succulent...beautiful and shiny and new. Just the other day I was
driving home, 2 precious bitty boys in the back seat and I thought-
This is just too good to be true... I hope something bad
doesn't happen.
I had that waiting for the other
shoe to drop feeling...And then I remembered- the other shoe did drop. And it hit me directly in the face- hard-
and it left a little mark that helps define me now.
A little over two weeks ago my first born,
almost 3 year old baby boy, Greyson, was officially diagnosed
with Autism. We had been treating him as if since last summer...but I
still hoped and I still prayed that I could change the outcome of our
story before they ever printed the actual book.
I believe wholeheartedly in the power and the
beauty of positive thought...of like
attracting like...I have always tried to focus on the good, but now I
have even more motivation to focus on the good. There is so much good in
the World. If you are a Momma, you are an amazing and precious soul.
Chances are, you are too hard on yourself! Now I see even more goodness
and kindness in the World and I am humbled by it.
Two weeks later, my life is
still perfectly imperfect. I am happy. Do you want to know
why? Because I
think it so.
When I
first started Early Intervention school with Grey last Summer, I was a
petrified little bird. His teacher at the time took me under her wing,
and since she was a 15 year old veteran I thought what she said
was truth. She would help me walk to the car afterwards and give me her
pearls of wisdom...I remember her looking at my youngest, saying, "Poor
Parker. The sibling of a Special Needs child often has to go to therapy
because they often feel neglected." Another day she told me, "Having a
Special Needs Child is very difficult on your marriage. Many of them end
in divorce."
So here I was...dealing with the realization
that something was wrong with my sweet little boy...all the while being
a recipient to her words. One day, I started to hear my gut instinct
again... I started to hear my own voice, and my voice was much louder
than this teacher's, and much more beautiful to my
ears.
My youngest son, Parker will be the most
understanding, helpful, flexible and protective little brother.
He
will be beautifully molded by our journey. I have met many families that
contain an awesome Spectrum kid like Grey, and they have some of the
best siblings I've seen on Earth. They are loyal, protective, helpful
and loving. They will grow up to be better people people because their
life has been enriched.
It's also a great learning
opportunity for Grey.
My marriage is great. Sure, we bicker over
stupid things. I am always right- and sometimes my husband fails to see
that (!) but he and I have never been more on the same page as we are
now. Our marriage is stronger and better...we are united because we both
fight for the same cause...Team Greyson.
Sometimes it's tough, for
sure...but sometimes it feels like a storybook
too.
Being Grey's moms means I have
many supplemental challenges to tackle, in addition to the regular old
challenges any mom of an 11 month old and 2 1/2 year old would face.
When I need to vent, I do...I get it out! I talk to my Mom or sisters, I
run, I complain to my husband or to a couple of close friends... But I
don't really need to that often because I am happy with my life.
We do preschool at our
house on Mondays. I would be so bored without him in my
life!
We get really
into, "Slippery Fish". We were doing the Octupus part
here.I am lucky to be the Mom of my two precious
souls. If I talked a lot about the challenges, that would put additional
focus on the bad...then I would certainly find someone in a similar
situation and they would share their same struggles and how they felt
like they could relate..and then we would talk about it together and
then there would be even more energy spent on the
challenges...
But when I seek out the beauty, the awe, the
inspiration...I find it every single time...so I
like to share those stories and share those messages, and they multiply...and they come
back to me...
It's a beautiful thing, friend. I want you
to be happy too, so focus on your
good.
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