Three Small Words... One Giant Message!

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That's right, Folks.  John Michael wants to say,

"I.  LOVE.  YOU."

Now, go and have an awesome day!

Best. Thing. Ever.

My Sad. post from January 6, 2011, seems like a distant memory.  In just a few short months, John Michael has grown by leaps and bounds. It's so exciting how much he's changed!

And I know... I am seriously overdue for a post on all the words and phrases he's saying, how preschool is going, his behavior, his manners (he's very polite!), shapes and color identification, counting, singing, and gross and fine motor stuff. There's so much to write, I don't know where to begin!




But stay tuned... it's coming... and, here's why I'm seriously behind...

In the past 2 weeks, Luke (10 1/2 months old) has started crawling all over the house, waving hi and bye, pulling to stand, cruising, drinking from a sippy cup and straw, giving sloppy wet kisses and generally getting into all kinds of trouble.  I often find myself wishing he'd slow down and enjoy the ride a bit, cuz my head is spinning from trying to keep up.  Seriously.  I rather prefer John Michael's pace at this point in my life...

I'm finding very little time to sit at the computer, so for tonight, I will leave you with this photo of John Michael (17 months) at Easter 2009, signing LOVE. Today, at age 3, he freely tells me he loves me, gives me hugs and kisses, and it's the best. thing. ever...

Wordless Wednesday -- Good Morning!

John Michael loves Mitzi.

 

Mitzi tolerates John Michael.

But one thing is for sure...
John Michael LOVES Greta...

and it's mutual. 

He's so full of love and hugs and kisses this morning that he doesn't want to eat.
Do you remember the last time you were so in love that you didn't want to eat?

Oh, and if you missed the excitement on Facebook,
John Michael is going to have a baby brother in early June.  Yes, another BOY!

The girls are adjusting to the fact that we'll have more boys in the family than girls, but that's how it goes...

Love my mama... and thoughts on being pregnant with Baby #5

You probably thought this post was about me and John Michael. 

Well, it is... sort of...

I was reflecting on motherhood and how my mom has shaped who I am as a woman and as a mother. 

My mom taught me the value of hard work, of being present and listening (she wasn't distracted by cell phones or computers) and how to keep a home warm and cozy.  She was always there for me and my "little" brother while we were growing up (she still is by phone) and quit working when she became pregnant with me.  Her lifelong example of being a stay at home mother and homemaker inspired me to follow in her footsteps, even when there were many times I thought I should be working since I'd sweated my way through college and earned my bachelor's degree in applied mathematics.  Being present and available to my children while they are young and growing allows me to teach them valuable lessons in life and to share our faith with them on a daily basis.  And while it's not always easy, it's certainly very rewarding. 

Looking back, there was a time when I was in college that I remember proclaiming that, "I never want to have children."  Perhaps volunteering in Sunday School classes frightened me to believe I could never be a good mother.  For one thing, I wasn't patient and a mother needs to be as patient as a saint, right?

After college, when Doug and I were married, I envisioned us having two children... a girl and then a boy.  Never even considering having more than two.  One for each arm, I thought.

Fast forward to being pregnant with Crumley Baby #5. 

It has been a slow and gradual learning curve.  For me, I found that having a third child was far more difficult than having two.  By the time John Michael came around, however, and in spite of having Down syndrome, I'd become quite comfortable in my role as a mother and felt like 4 wasn't any more difficult than 3, except for the shuffling of after school activities.  That's when we learned we had many willing friends to help out here and there.  We also learned that, while having 4 children was an anomaly in modern society, the younger siblings were a huge blessing to the older children and taught them a few lessons on patience, sharing, love and compassion.  The older ones were natural teachers to the younger ones and I'm amazed at how much Greta and John Michael learn from Nic and Anna just in their natural roles as siblings.

This baby will have a big job ahead... to push John Michael and help him continue to move ahead.  This baby will be born into a family with a sibling who has an intellectual disability.  This child, I pray, will be healthy, although I'm not afraid to have another child with Down syndrome.  I know just by its very birth order, this baby will likely be very loving and compassionate and accepting just because John Michael is her or his older brother.  I'm excited to watch John Michael develop into that role as well.

Looking back... there's no doubt my mom loved her mother... my Oma Else from Germany.  My Oma had seven children, my mom being the eldest.  Times were very difficult in the late 1930's in Germany, as you can imagine, but the love and respect my mom had for her mother always showed.  We also loved when she would come to visit us for many weeks.

I know John Michael loves me. 

While he can't say the words, he shows me daily with his big slurpy kisses, warm hugs accompanied by pats on the back and his LOVE sign.

But this family is more than just about John Michael. 

The love that my kids show me is more than I could've ever imagined.  Nic tells me daily that he loves me and at age 12, that might not be "cool" anymore, but I'll take it as long as he'll give it.  Anna is sweet and sensitive, kind and caring and shows me she loves me with her little love notes she leaves me around the house.  Greta doesn't make me guess... she hugs my legs and tells me I'm the best mom in the whole world.  And she delights in announcing to the world that, "My mom is going to have a newborn baby."

All of this is made possible because I have a loving husband who cares for me and encourages me and lifts me up on my worst days when my waistline is making me mad or the kids are driving me insane and best of all, he prays for me daily.  I can't imagine a better dad to our kids.  It's going to be a little crazy around here once the baby is born in early June, but eventually things will roll smoothly and we'll be smiling and laughing more than whining about what we don't have.

Stay tuned... our ultrasound is only 5 days away...  is it a brother or sister?

Wordless Wednesday -- Dancing Like the Stars

John Michael this morning... he LOVES this toy.

Greta and John Michael dancing like the stars...

Who wouldn't want to dance to music like that?

What do you see?

What do you see?

I see a beautiful boy, who is full of love in its purest form, sitting contentedly with his Opa (my dad), who's originally from Germany. I used to be afraid of the diagnosis of Down syndrome. I didn't want my child to be different from his three older siblings. What I didn't know then, and what I know now, is that he is not a diagnosis. Not even close. Yes, he has some of the characteristics of someone with Down syndrome, but he is first a brother, a son, a grandson, and a great grandson (to Granny in Holland) and an all-around important member of this family and our community.

My parents were here this weekend for the Oktoberfest and my birthday. John Michael couldn't get enough of kissing his Opa. When they arrived on Friday for Kaffee und Kuchen (coffee and cake), he recognized him right away and when we asked him to say, "Opa," he said "Ah-pa!" And not just one time, either. That was very cool!


I found this link, below, at the NDSC website. It might take a moment to open, but it's worth it.


What do you see? I only see beautiful faces.


http://gallery.me.com/tymattson#100173

Thankful Thursday

(Here's our family at a beautiful wedding a couple weeks ago)

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I just can't get over this thought...

There are so many wonderful people that have come into our lives this past year.

I'm in AWE! And so thankful!

All it took was for one little boy to be born at the right time in history, to the right family, in the right order, with a particular extra chromosome in the right place.

Unbelievable.

I am thankful to my incredible family, all the people who read my blog, and to those whom I've met in person, or through blogging, Facebook, and the NDSC Convention in Sacramento this past July.

Thanks for being there for me! The journey is so much sweeter with friends in all the right places.

HAPPY DOWN SYNDROME AWARENESS MONTH!

Sharing the Love...

It's gonna be another hot day here.

In a little while, we're going to buy a plastic pool for splashing. Here are some photos to make you smile.

Greta and John Michael sharing the love...

and kisses...

and the best hugs...

John Michael is showing off his new International Down Syndrome Coalition (IDSC) for Life onesie. Check it out if you have a chance.

Have a great weekend!

Wordless Wednesday

I love that smile -- even hiding behind the Binky!

Keeping up with the news...

Mom, can we please go out?

Now?