St. Patty's Day

Time sure flies when you are having fun! It is hard to believe that I turned 32 today. I, like my hubby, love my birthday. I have so many wonderful memories of my birthday and how my parents always made me feel special. Since it is St. Patty's Day, I always had to go to bed on the 16th wearing green. That way when my parents woke me up to say Happy Birthday, I didn't get pinched. I always got a new outfit to wear on my birthday as well, because I always needed something green to wear. I am so appreciative of how my parents made me feel special, and their effort to help me celebrate has not changed as I have got older (hence the 6:30 call this morning reminding me that 32 years ago at that time my mom was on the way to the hospital :-)). I also love how my parents picked out my name. Thinking I was going to be a boy they didn't have a girl's name picked out. After I was born and they found out it was an Irish holiday, my parents searched for an Irish name. All of these things hold so much meaning to me and are reasons I look forward to my birthday.

I have been so fortunate to not only have my parents work hard to make my day special, but Rob and the kids as well. I am so blessed and have the most amazing hubby and kids. We went to Disneyland for my birthday today and I can not express enough how special it was. When you have children with special needs, it is the little things that make all the difference. We have taken Luke and Jake to Disneyland in the past and it has not always been the best experience. Luke is usually having non-stop seizures and Jake's behavior would spiral out of control. The result was always us leaving early, stressed and worried. Since both Jake and luke seemed to be doing better we thought we would give it a try. Luke did still have seizures, but not so many we had to pull out the Diastat. And the fact that he was trying to walk, babble and laugh showed me how far he has come these past few months. We were able to take him on most of the rides and I was almost brought to tears a couple of times just watching his smiling aware eyes. Then there was Jake, all smiles. He was so amazingly good, listening, laughing and having fun. He did seem to get overwhelmed a couple times, but we were quickly able to bring him back, before a melt down began. Rylee was such a huge help. She was my big girl going on rides by herself so Rob and I could each take one of the boys, helping push the stroller and getting her brothers to laugh. I can not believe how lucky I am.

I feel like I use the word "amazing" a lot but it really is the best descriptive word I can use to explain my life!