Showing posts with label motherhood. Show all posts
Showing posts with label motherhood. Show all posts

Sunday, October 12, 2008

Skagit County Buddy Walk 2008 - Huge Success

This is the photo and captioning from the front page of the Skagit Valley Herald - Sunday Edition for October 12, 2008. Click here to visit the Skagit Valley Herald.

The Second Annual Skagit County Buddy Walk was a huge success, drawing approximately 400 people from around the county. We walked to raise awareness that people living with Down syndrome are equal contributing members of society, (not sick, ill, diseased or worthless "r*t*rds" [I HATE that word!!!] as some are led to believe). They are integral family members and valuable contributors in schools, churches, communities, and workplaces throughout our communities. Their participation adds so much value to everyday life throughout our communities in so many different ways.

Jessica's contribution is one of encouragement. She is the biggest and best cheerleader for her friends and family members. She is always the first one to say, "Good job!" or "Yay!". She thoroughly enjoys watching others succeed, whether in sports, music, at recess, in school, whatever effort she observes. Thank you, Jessica, for reminding us that we can enjoy life as we encourage others to do the same - "life is about enjoying the success of others... not all about me and my success".

We couldn't have ordered better weather for the event as we walked and celebrated the day's festivities in the warmth of the Fall sunshine, hardly a cloud in sight with just a nip in the air - perfect light sweater (& rainbow scarf) weather. [Not too sure how Jessica keeps getting the feature picture...maybe it was our bright rainbow colored scarves that attracted the reporters' attention...? For the past two years, I have made scarves especially for members of "Team Jessica" to wear as we walk together. This year the fabric was bright rainbow colors as seen above. Of course, I couldn't be more proud, though, we would be very happy to share the "spotlight"!]

Beyond the obvious, getting to celebrate Jessica for who she is... Yesterday was so much fun for me as a parent of a child with Down syndrome for so many other reasons as well. First, it was a huge blessing and encouragement to have so many of our friends, family, church family and community contacts come out and walk with us. It is this kind of love and practical support that makes all the difference in the world when raising a child with special needs.

Second, it is always a joy to see individuals with Down syndrome enjoying life at all ages and stages - from the youngest to the oldest. There were several musicians (with ds) who assisted Jon Dalgren and his band "Out of the Ashes" as they kept us all entertained with lively, amazing music throughout the day. These young (and old) musicians are very talented and obviously thoroughly enjoyed their most important role of the day! The day would have been very boring and dull without them!!! Thank you, Jon & band for the gift of music!

Thirdly, I was so inspired by the positive attitudes of all the volunteers and walkers! The way that so many community members came out and volunteered of their time, energy, and financial resources to make the lives of our ds community so much brighter was truly motivating. I heard so many compliments about the organization of the event and how it reinforced the message: "steps for a brighter tomorrow". One walker commented that, "I didn't realize until today how many people there really are in our county that have Down syndrome". Yes, there really are and there are many, many more who weren't even present.

So to each one of you who supports and encourages our community members with Down syndrome, from the youngest to the oldest, not only for annual events like the Buddy Walk, but on every level every day - in our hospitals, schools, workplaces, recreation venues, homes, and elsewhere - THANK YOU for taking "steps for a brighter tomorrow"! Each one of you make a difference! Thank you!

Monday, September 22, 2008

Jeanna Joy


Jeanna Joy
September 1996


Twelve years ago today
My lifelong dream came true
I became a mother
As I gave birth to you

Our Heavenly Father blessed us
With a Gracious Gift of Joy
I always wanted a girl first
Though we thought you were a boy

You arrived a few weeks early
And gave our hearts a fright
As you had some trouble breathing
In the middle of the night

We gave you to the Lord
From the moment you arrived
He healed your little body
And ever since you’ve thrived

You have always been a beauty
With your gorgeous auburn curls
As freckles skip across your nose
How you love to dance & twirl

Right from the very beginning
You have studied everything
Your bright mind so curious
Your quietness endearing

You started humming early
Then talking, singing too
Music has come naturally
Just spilling out of you

The Lord has chosen you His child
He has given gifts to you
He has a special purpose
He’s designing just for you

You have a quiet inner strength
Mature beyond your years
The Father’s love is faithful
Bringing peace when there are tears

My prayer for you is this today
May you make His ways your own
As He becomes your closest friend
You’ll never be alone

As you turn twelve, Jeanna Joy
I just have this to say
May you be extra special blessed
On this your special day


Written just for you by Mom
(Joy Grace Caldwell)
September 2008

Friday, September 12, 2008

Seasons of Our Lives


Seasons come and seasons go.
The leaves they constant change.
So too our lives ebb and flow,
No matter what the age.

Right from the start as little babes
Our lives take root like trees.
As flowers bloom so too our hearts
So lovely for all to see.

From baby dolls to High School Prom
The years they come and go.
From princess dress to bling blue jeans
Then it’s a wedding dress to sew.

From ponytails to slanted bob
Once blond, then brown, now gray
Our hair like leaves never the same
Our long locks now gone away.

As goes our age, our clothes, our hair
So too our hearts do change.
There’s joy and pain, laughter and tears
Each day writes a brand new page.

Some pages they are stained with tears,
These seasons marked with pain.
But joy like flowers never bloomed
Without the storms and rain.

God knows just how much sunshine
Blue skies, yet storm clouds too,
Each phase, each stage, each season
Of our lives He long foreknew.

It brings me peace and comfort
To say, “His will not mine.”
Will you choose to trust Him
Through each season, in His time?


Joy Grace Caldwell
September 10, 2008

Thursday, August 14, 2008

Mom, I want this and I need that


I absolutely love and adore all of my girls. Not unlike most other mothers, I too have my moments (especially summer moments...) when I start feeling just a little ... okay ALOT... overwhelmed. I was having some moments today when I picked up my pen during lunch and started to write.


My day thus far had looked like this:

2:00 - 2:30 am - Up with Hannah Mae again - crying & fussy, (teething...) brought her to bed with me... still crying, now screaming, "where's the binky? I just put it in her mouth..." she's thrown it (mad!!!) blurry eyed, we can't find it anywhere - taking the bed apart in the dark - turn the light on. Still can't find it. Light off. Go back to nursery - look for another one. Found one. Nope - doesn't want it - throws that one - still screaming! "Do you want a bottle of milk?" I ask repeatedly as I stumble in the dark, searching for the light switch at the top of the stairs... let's try... off downstairs to the kitchen. Get the bottle, heating it in the microwave... ahh... we're getting quiet.


Next few hours: She's in bed between us - alternates between feet in one of our backs, stomachs, fingers in my nose, mouth, eyes... "Mommy, are you still there?" she seems to say with her hands as she tosses and turns back and forth... crying fussy again... "where's that binky now?" fishing around in the dark, one of us finds it and plugs it in again. We only do this several times...


Finally - it's time to get up. "Do I have to?", my body says, as Hannah Mae crawls over me, slides feet first down the bed to the floor. I quickly grab my glasses before she gets them from the nightstand beside me. Then the other child peeks her head up over the side of our bed. Oh yeah, I forgot. Haley slept on the floor beside Daddy's side of the bed for the first time in many years. (Got news last night that her mom is in hospital following an auto accident with a brain hemorrhage... she needed extra comfort and security last night... we're praying hard for Becky!) Paul is stirring beside me (working the evening shift today so he's still in bed - "slept in"). I reach out quickly to snuggle for 30 seconds and grab my good morning kiss. He gets up and goes downstairs for coffee. Haley takes his place beside me as we cuddle for a couple minutes... "Oops, there goes Hannah Mae. Quick... let's hope Daddy closed the gate behind him at the top of the stairs..."


We're up!


Then there's the phone call from Becky in hospital in Mississippi - under observation - not sure of the prognosis or treatment...


I help Haley send her Mom an e-mail through the hospital website. Then we order flowers....


Meantime, Paul has helped Jessica get up and fixed breakfast for all of us.


Then he's off to work... now the fun has really just begun...


Then there's the phone calls, get dressed for the day, change baby, get Haley to dress her, help Jeanna with physio exercises, dress Jessie, chase Hannah Mae....... sigh...


Drive Jeanna & Haley to the soccer field while we listen to Veggie Tales AGAIN for the zillionth time... I'm starting to feel a bit irritable - not Bob & Larry's fault - just me... probably lack of sleep...


Now I'm finally home again with Jessica and Hannah Mae sitting at the table eating lunch. "big sighs...." except that Jessica is "Miss Non-Stop Chatter"!... "Please!", I beg her, "Please, just stop talking and eat your lunch." I grab my pen and paper and start to write and this is what comes pouring out....


“Mom, I want this and I need that.”

Edgy. Uptight. Irritable. Stressed.
What’s a mom to do?
“Mom, I want this and I need that.”

Dirty faces. Dirty feet.
Diapers. Tears and Non-stop chat.
“Mom, I want this and I need that.”

Phone is ringing. Someone knocking.
Does anyone hear the dog barking?
“Mom, I want this and I need that.”

Dishes. Laundry. Making beds
Dr. Mom - dispensing meds.
“Mom, I want this and I need that.”

Yes, Jeanna. No, Hannah Mae.
Maybe, Haley. Jessie, what did you say?
“Mom, I want this and I need that.”

Mom, I’m bored. Mom, I’m tired.
Mom, I’m hungry; I need a snack.
“Mom, I want this and I need that.”

Can I watch TV? Go outside?
Playing soccer – No, not inside!
“Mom, I want this and I need that.”

Drive me here. Drive me there.
Driving children everywhere.
“Mom, I want this and I need that.”

McDonalds, Costco, Safeway, too.
Dairy Queen and the Zoo.
“Mom, I want this and I need that.”

Edgy. Uptight. Irritable. Stressed.
What’s a mom to do?
“Help me Lord! I want peace and I need You!”

Thursday, August 14, 2008
Joy Grace Caldwell


Yes, HE really is my answer and He brought the peace too! As I wrote, I was reminded of the many years that I cried, prayed and struggled to have children when all my friends around me were starting families and I had none. I longed for diapers, dishes, dirty faces and dirty feet, fingerprints on the walls and toys on the stairs. He answered my prayers and then some. He blessed my womb. He blessed our home. He's filled it with laughter and love. It really is good and I really wouldn't have it any other way. I'm just so very, very glad that when I do have "my moments" that I have HIM to turn to. He helps me re-focus on Him and all His blessings! "Children are a blessing; a heritage from the Lord." Thank you Lord for all your blessings and all your goodness to us.

Tuesday, August 12, 2008

Midnight Musings

It’s midnight. Quiet.
And here do I sit
With pen in my hand
And lamp dimly lit

All loved ones tucked in
Asleep and dreaming
Dreams of tomorrow
And what it may bring

I hear the soft tick
Of the clock by me
The hum of the fridge
And electricity

Wait - Footsteps? A voice?
A whimper? A tear?
It’s Haley. My gift.
My daughter. My dear.

Awake from her dream
She had a bad scare
She needed a hug,
A kiss and a prayer


I gently caressed
Her face and her hair
Kissed her wet cheek
And offered a prayer

She crawled back in bed
Next to her big sis
Where she fell asleep
Back to dreams and bliss

My eyes are now tired
A yawn, then a sigh
Yes, it’s time to sleep
It really is time

I’ll join my dear Paul
In our big comfy bed
Where I will now sleep
And dream in my head.


Of many more days
Yet to come with these
Precious dear darlings
God’s given to me

To love and cherish
To teach and to guide
One day at a time
With Christ by my side.

Tuesday, August 12, 2008
Joy Grace Caldwell