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The Great Move of 2016 part 1

So…. this is gonna be a written verbal vomit post, bare with me folks. HERE IS!

We are MOVING! FINALLY. TO A REAL HOUSE. WITH A YARD.  TOMORROW! Our new home is beautiful and perfect for us and picked out my our loving Heavenly Father for us.

Now, that being said… the circumstances of our move were not our idea, nor were they voluntary or provoked by us is any way that was in our control. We got… drumroll please… a “No Cause Termination of Tenancy” on February 25th. And given until April 30th to move. Its not like a real for cause eviction, that goes on your record negatively and prevents you from finding a home bc you like didn’t pay your rent or stuff like that. Nope. The landlord tenant  law in our great state of Oregon says that a property owner can AT ANY TIME, whenever they feel like it and for no good reason at all (except theres almost always an underlying reason for the owner, wether its a fair or legal one or not) take back their property, no questions asked. This law is solely to protect the landlord and gets them around pesky laws for them like oh… THE FAIR HOUSING ACT and Americans With Disabilities Act… bc our no cause was given to us bc we have as you know ow of you read this blog… 3 kids, and 2 have some pretty severe developmental and behavioral and mental health disabilities and special needs. One even collects SSI bc of this. So no, im not trying to pull a get out of jail free card when  I try to appologozed nicely to my neighbor abd also explain to them why no, I can’t just spank it out of him or ground him etc. To get him to stop banging on the floor or slamming the door repeatedly or yelling “FUCK”. Sometimes its unprovoked or there’s no blatant reason (to US, theres always a perfectly logical reason to BB why he does what he does) but we don’t always know and can’t always help him process through it or prevent the behavior. Sometiems we can and we and he both are getting better at the prevention part. But… he cant help it Sometiems and we cant either. And sometimes he cna help it and makes bad choices anywyas. Thats part of being g a ten year old BOY! A child! But I digress… these neighbors are early to mid 20 somethings with an old Golden Retrievers dig and zero kids and they also give zero fucking about their neighbors or anyone else’s lives but theirs. And you know you what? I’m finally ok with that. Bc ive been that kid, I still am sometimes. I have to work pretty hard on my bad days or during certain moods to be a decent human. God is stretching and growing me in a lot of uncomfortable and amazing ways right now and it SUCKS and is great all at once, simultaneously. So… this morning… lol oh yeah I finally snapped, an dmy snapped I mean was actually super polite but totally informed my neighbor exactly what’s ging on  and why and how he has directly effected my life by his choices. Not that he cared or that it mattered but i had a classic MamaC verbal diareah of the mouth moment. Here’s what happened:

I’m in one of those moods … you know the kind, where I’m exhausted and my non existent filter is even more broken and non existent than usual. I seriously just, like minutes before sitting down and blogging and this, with a smile on my face, told my neighbor whose wife is the major reason for all the noise complaints “you’ll be living in peace and quiet after this weekend,  were moving” he awkwardly smiled back “oh?” Me:” yeah, bc of all the noise complaints about my special needs child, that I cant control when hes in crisis… we got a no cause, which, actually worked out for us bc we found an amazing house with no wall sharing neighbors so it reduces a lot of my own anxiety!” Another big smile from me and a “have. a great morning!” He just kinda stood there looking uncomfortable and stunned for a second, an awkward smile on his dumbfounded fave. He finally stumbled out a “uh thats great, have. agood morning” and turned to continue to his car. I’d bumped into him on my way back from getting kids to their busses. I’ll probably felt bad later for saying something, but right now? You know what? I have ZERO fucks left to give this morning. I’ve made peace with him and his wife’s unwillingness to be understanding, their coldness and outright awful neighborly ness. I’ve been sad, mad, and now I’m just done. I’ve grieved it and made a huge deal of it in my head and out loud to some friends and I admit, this post and a few FB posts:/
I wish them the best. I know its not easy sharing a wall with us. I strive and pride myself in being a good neighbor and friend to those we live near and no im not perfect, and yes my kids are… KIDS theyre all a bit loud and unruly at times, but , we do our best to correct 99% of the obnoxious ness that we DO have control over and the rest we profusely appilogize for and try our best to prevent. Bc believe it or not, “look” like it or not our child is disabled by his diagnoses, he does have some stuff that even he has a hard time controlling even in good moments. And you know what else? THAT’S OK. He is who he is. And I love him, even on the hard days when we get nice complaints and no causes and im wearing not my own spit in my hair and my child has kicked my shin for the 5th time, im hungry, tired and done and its only  4pm. Even on those days I love this kid more than he will even imagine and more than I can even fathom myself.  And its then that I look at me in my own dirty,  hot mess and bad attitude and I look at my Father God and I cry,  not put of self pity, but GREATFULNESS. Because he love sme that way too! He picks us up and he holds me abd he provided this home for us in a market abd situation I really feared we would be homeless.  Litterally several families a day are experiencing homelessness bc of our current housing g crises and the outrageous “fair market” housing rates in our area. Portland Metro area has the worst rental market in our country right now. A 3 bedroom APARTMENT even, not just homes but 3 bedroom apartments are renting for an average rate of $1771 A MONTH. Thats more than a lot of people’s mortgages.

Anyways I could write an entire other post about all that lol and I will, but not now. Anywho… thats the update/verbal vomit rant. Happy Thursday. Love you all! God is SO SO GOOD you guys!

❤ MamaC

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So tired lol need coffee  … and I hate coffee

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Posted by on March 31, 2016 in Uncategorized

 

Why I take My Children to Feed the Hungry

My kids and I have been homeless, twice. And I use that term loosely, bc to me, we were cushy homeless. I wasn’t in my car or park bench with my babies. I was couch surfing and ultimately ended up in a family homeless shelter the first time. The second time we were in motels and my moms house until our apartment was ready after we had a fire. My kids know a small amount of what it’s like to be uncomfortable, not have a ton of food around, not have ready access to clean clothes or their own bed etc. But, I wouldn’t say that they truly know what it means to be homeless or chronically hungry or go completely without. We are truly blessed to have amazing friends, some supportive family (and a ton of community programs we can use and do use when we need to). We’ve definitely had some crazy and shitty things happen, we’ve had pain and turmoil. Was it easy? Hell no. Was it hard ? Of course it was! But I still think there’s more we can learn, more I can model and teach my kids than our own experience. Which is why last weekend and this weekend I took LS with me to our local service center where a fellow chapter of Free Hot Soup was serving lunch, and we helped out. Afterward we loaded our van with as many leftovers as possible and send mobile with hot soup, sandwiches, bread, salads and beverages. BB, LB, DH and our recent addition Raven(a 4 year old Black Lab-Pei) came along. It was great. We all enjoyed feeding our hungry community members and I really believe my kids got a good dose of reality, compassion and what it feels like to meet someone’s most basic needs, and not worry about your owm for a minute. I was especially proud of LS bc she spent 3 hours with me serving at the service center putting cream cheese on a ton of bagels, wiping tables, greeting patrons and anything else we needed her to do, with a smile and a wave. One of the grandpa types quietly left her a pile of candy near her work station when she wasn’t looking. It was sweet.
It was truly amazing to see my somewhat reserved 8 year old blossom and thrive in this environment. She asked when we can go back. So tomorrow we go again🙂

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Glad to be instilling some good character in my kids and glad to be giving back to a community that’s so graciously given much to us.

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Everyone’s a bit cold and cranky here, hut I promise there were lots of smiles too.

 
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Posted by on November 28, 2015 in Uncategorized

 

An open Letter to My son’s dr

Dear Dr. Raddish,
I sent you a email today. You’re amazing and weve always felt you’re in our corner. I reccomend you always to other parents needng a neuro developmental pediatrician. That being said. I really need to say this. Judah is now 10. When he was 6 I asked you for help getting him a service dog.  You told me its easier and cheaper to get one from a shelter and self train. I tried that. THREE TIMES. Ive researched, prayed, cried over testimonials, vetted several non profits who offer the the kind of training and service animal Judah needs.  I’ve done this and compiled data for FOUR YEARS. we have one organization here locally in our state. They seem ok. I did not choose them. I chose a great pace in Ohio that has exactly what Judah and our family needs. I wouldnt opt to fly with him to another state if i didnt beleve in this so much for him.  And now we need YOU, HE NEEDS YOU, to help us. We need you to sign the medical necessity forms and recommendations and dx proof for Judah’s application to be processed. Youre the tip of the iceberg. You’re our hope for this crucial piece of Judahs independance. With a dog he can be independent in the community eventually, make friends, have a job. The behaviors and value this animal can provide my son will allow him to live a great life in the least restricted environment possible. Your amazing, please help us help Judah be the best amazing Judah he can be. Bc he is already so great, lets help him harness it. Thank you so much for being in our corner thus far. Sincerely,
Judah’s Mom.

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Posted by on September 2, 2015 in Uncategorized

 

Wordless Wednesday

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My life:/

 
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Posted by on September 2, 2015 in Uncategorized

 

People… I kinda accidentally started a business?

So, I like many others in our humble portion on Autism Avenue in wonderful old Special Needs Ville USA I make my own visuals and PECS and social stories etc.on occaison when i need or have or want to etc. Well yesterday i decided so many parents and kids or adults need them and don’t have the time, money, energy to do it. If i can do it for my kids i can do it for others, cheaply, turn a profit eventually, do some probono in the mix and help all at once. And a business is born!  Their Voice Visuals! On Etsy and seetheirvoicevisuals@gmail.com🙂 i have 4 probono families right now and will take orders for custom work soon! My loverly and extremely talented friend Mindy Christopher over at Mindy Christopher Photography will be taking my product pics for my etsy shop. Shes got some amazing skills with a camera, so if you have back to school photo needs… go check her out!

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Posted by on August 31, 2015 in Uncategorized

 

BB turns 10, and the Great Nanny Search of 2015

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I can’t believe it’s JUNE already?!? Seriously people this has got to slow down some! But, certainly I know time must go on. 10 years ago as of June 23rd 2015 BB turned 10 years old!! Who in God’s green earth authorized THAT? My sister “W” also lnow as Aunt Neenee said “uh he did… duh” Ignore her, humor and sarcasm are lost on her. Anywho, BB is the big one oh and ot feels so surreal. He is VERY proud of double digits and losing his 5th tooth and the friend bowling  party and family bbq we have planned for this Saturday. Also… we are interviewing  (well I Am interviewing and then informing DH that “this one is the one, say yes or you’ll never hear the end of it” Due to miscommunication issues and the fact my current childcare option is just.plain wore out, we opted to look for professional qualified care. I’ve had a few phone I terview and have one in person meet and greet/interview for this Sunday coming up and feel 99.99% sure this is “the one”. I really resonated with her philosophy and view on relating to kids as people and the was she was so passionate about her job.  More nervous now she won’t want to choose US! The meet and greet is the clincher. I’m sure she will love the kids, most people do. I’m more worried about some of my clutter that’s not whipped into shape 100% of the time, the stains on my carpet and everything else. But I know this. If God has it already written I to our story then it’ll be. His plan is perfect and He has this all worked out! Just gotta take deep breath!

Thank you Jesus for my son and how beautifully and wonderfully made in your image he is. Thank you for LS abd LB, DH and our families and friends and church family. Thank you God for my job, it truly is a blessing. I put all this in your hands and praise you that you got this, you got us and that’s enough!

Love,
Mama C

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My shot at making PokĂ©ball cake pops as party favors for BB’s friend party. Bowling, PokĂ©mon, BBQ, new friends, old friends and family. Happy Birthday BB, your mama loves you SO SO MUCH! To infinity and beyond my boy🙂

 
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Posted by on June 27, 2015 in Uncategorized

 

Sharing an awesome post in honor of Mother’s Day.

http://www.laurencasper.com/2015/05/07/to-the-mommies-who-get-to-raise-little-ones-with-autism-this-mothers-day/

Love this post from Lauren Casper follow this link. Enjoy and Happy Mother’s Day!

 
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Posted by on May 10, 2015 in Uncategorized

 
 
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