For three years now the three of us have gone to a local fall festival and I think of how different Tyler is with every year. How at one he screamed in the petting zoo and how at two he liked riding a pony and how this year he had his first ever lemonade and corn on the cob:
I’m not going to pretend we had a perfect day. This year I worried about spending money at the festival, but I still want to be able to provide Tyler with fun childhood traditions. Grant and I worried about Tyler’s motor and facial tics and my legs were hurting.
But I tried to live in the moment. Tyler has tics, not cancer and he was amazed at everything he saw. We all really enjoyed the hayride:
Tyler was upset that he was too small to ride the go-carts. We both seemed to melt down at the same time, so we quickly picked out a couple of pumpkins and some candy and ended our day at the festival. It wasn’t a perfect day, but we were all together and most of the time the three of us were smiling.
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Emily Cullen is a pen-name.
I suffer from chronic illnesses and diseases which include Bipolar Disorder, Asthma, Diabetes and Fibromyalgia. I had battled Lupus and Rheumatoid Arthritis but there is no longer evidence of me having these diseases and my Rheumatologist has declared them to be "burnt out" of my system.
I am separated from my husband, “Grant”. Our son, “Tyler” was born in September of 2006 and suffers from tics and Obsessive Compulsive Disorder, and is delayed in fine and gross motor skills.
In my blog I seek to let sick moms know that they are not the only ones going through this, and to educate people about what can happens when one becomes catastrophically ill. I also strive to break down stereotypes of what a “Welfare Mom” is like. Anything that I have gone through due to being sick, is written on the pages of Mama Sick.