The Power of Determination - A Mother's Love

I have learned over time that the only way to move forward and accomplish your goals is through the sheer will of determination and the recognizable path that God has place before us.  Obstacles get in the way of people everyday. How they over come them is not by chance, but by the will to push through with the determination, I believe God instills in us the willingness to be guided along that path.

Problems arise and they are tests that keep us on our toes.  They are put there to see if we have the trust in Him to keep moving forward while not knowing the outcome.  Faith and trust go hand in hand.  Things will work out knowing that what will be, will be and is not under any control of our own. That is the belief that drives me to accomplish the objective that is set before me and the peace within me that keeps my mind clear of the static around me. 

My vision is clear and the path I walk is full of things I stumble on and tread through with only the strength from the good Lord above.  People have been placed in this path to either help or hinder, and it is through discernment to make decisions for what is good for the purpose that I have been given.

I will do whatever I can to help complete the goals and mission of our new foundation.  My purpose is to lead and follow through with the plans of our set mission.  I will not stop and will not give up.  The children are too important and the families that endure the hardship of raising a child with special needs will not stop either.  That will, that determination is what keeps me going.  I want to make a difference in the world.  I want to help change the world and not for money, fame or notoriety.  I want to make a difference for the better of people because it is what we are suppose to do.   I do this for my son, I do this for my family and the families before and after me.  I do not do this for me.  The power of determination in me will accomplish the goals I have set to help those who can't help themselves.  I will not stop until I am dead and have gone from this Earth, but hope to leave a legacy of the power of one can turn into many to help others in need.  That is why we are here, our purpose.

Just Me

Have you ever just wondered how you were going to live through the day, hour, minute or even second?  I am sure that we at some point in time have all been there. When raising a child with special needs there is never a true time of rest and relaxation. Many people don't know that because they haven't experienced it. I get frustrated sometimes that people have known you for years still just don't get it. On the other hand I am still very thankful for the ones that do. The hardest part for me is lowering my expectations of what people should be doing to help.  Sometimes I don't have family that is available or they choose not to help as much as I expect them too.  I am totally exhausted and need a break. 
My mind continuously races and I think about the future and if it will ever get better.  I know that I have not given up on trying to make things better, but the fact that I am mentally and emotionally drained and it doesn't seem to go away.  I am probably going to be cynical when I say this..but I really get sick of people that tell me "everything happens for a reason" or "God has a plan, you just don't know it yet".  Ya know?  I haven't lost my faith or believe in what God has planned for me, I am just so very tired. That just makes me want to slap the next person who tells me I am going through what I am going through because I did something wrong in my life and this is just Gods way of "getting my attention". Maybe?  I just choose to believe that right now I am suppose to just live day by day.

I try not to think too hard about tomorrow because we aren't promised tomorrow.  You will also have to excuse my sarcasm.  I wouldn't actually slap someone, but as my husband has jokingly told me in the past, "I just slapped you in the face with an imaginary fish".  All joking aside, it is scary and I'm left wondering when  Chris or I are gone, who will take care of my Bean? These things run through my mind daily.  I am told it's normal, which I am sure it is, I just don't let it paralyze me.  I have accepted the fact that for the rest of my life I will have to take care of a person who will not be able to take care of himself.  I still hope for a treatment or a cure, but I am trying to be realistic about it all.  That is a hard pill to swallow. 
I get frustrated when I try and talk to people who believe that he will "get better and grow out of it".  Yes, I do still hope for that, but in reality it isn't going to happen unless a miracle from God heals my little boy.  Which I guess He could, but I don't bank on it.  I wonder sometimes what I would actually do if he was healed?  Would I still be an advocate? Would I still be spreading awareness to help others?  I don't know?  Most likely, but that is part of me protecting myself from higher expectations and being disappointed later.  Sometimes I seem to get frustrated with how things are not moving as fast as I want I find myself getting mad at my own child's situation for being who he is.  It is hard dealing with the meltdowns, no breaks, no vacations, the financial stress and no help on a regular basis.  I do tell myself that it could be worse and I am sure it can be. It doesn't mean I don't have an occasional pity party. 
I have to keep strong, but sometimes I really need someone to be strong for me and my family.  These past few months have been trying on my patents and nerves.  I want my little boy not to have to suffer the confusion that goes on in his brain due to seizures.  His behavior has been off the chain lately and after many visits to the neurologist we are still waiting for a more conclusive solution to his emotional meltdowns and obsessive behavior.  On the bright side, Beckett has had more verbal progress in his speech.  He is trying to say more words and simple 3 words sentences.  He knows his manners and says "hank you" and "peeese" when something is given to him or when asking for something.  I hope the new EEG results come soon and that we can find a medicine that will work better to control his seizures and behavior outbursts.

Beckett's 3rd EEG of 2014

Busy Busy Bee!!

Over the last month I have been super busy.  I had the great honor of being able to attend a Patient Advocacy Summit in Huntington Beach, California with a fabulous foundation called Global Genes. They also had me as their guest at the 2014 Tribute To Champions of Hope Gala.  I learned so much and met so many people that have been an inspiration to me. It has renewed my energy and hope to continue to pursue my dream of raising awareness for SYNGAP. http://globalgenes.org/ 

 

 

 

Another parent and myself have become the co-founders of our new non-profit called Bridge The Gap - SYNGAP Education and Research Foundation.  Our mission is to serve, educate and fund research for families coping with the effects of SYNGAP mutations. We have an outstanding group of individuals on our board that are from all walks of life and are driven to help children and families effected by SYNGAP. We are in the beginning stages and are in the process of filing for our 501c status.  I am so excited that doors are opening for us and know in my heart of hearts that when we are 100% established that we will be able to make a difference in lives of those who are looking for answers.  I will always keep hope for my own son to be able to take advantage of any therapies or cures found, but if not it will all be worth it to be able to help those we can.   I look forward to every day to see what new and exciting things are going to happen. 

 

I have to admit it has been very difficult to change my attitude and I sometimes still have my off days just like everyone.  A friend of mine Carrie Ostra, who I have been working with through Global Genes said something to me that has resonated in me since.  Just a quick back story first.  Carrie lost her little girl to a rare genetic disorder called Gaucher's disease at the age of 3.  I met her for the first time in person in California.  I told her how much she inspired me and how she had lived so positively and continued to fight after she had lost her precious baby.  She looked at me and said these very simple words, "What is the alternative?"  I was floored.  She was right.  What is the alternative to living positive?  It's crazy how those four words changed my thinking and still wondering why it took me so long to see it.  Granted, I still have me days that are hard and I still have those little pity parties, but I remember those words of a mom who lost her baby who is driven by living her legacy by helping others.  How fulfilling!  God uses people in mysterious ways and He spoke loud and clear to me through her.  I hope that I can pass that kind of attitude on to others through what our foundation is trying to do.  I pray that the good Lord above blesses it and allows us to bless others though accomplishing our mission.  Please check out my friend Carrie's Little Miss Hannah's Foundation, named after her daughter.  Beckett also carries the gene mutation for Gaucher's Type I.  http://littlemisshannah.org/

 

 

Little Mr. B has been a busy, busy bee also.  He has a runner with the IRUN4 foundation who ran a marathon for him last weekend.  She did so good and we are so proud of her.  Kricia is an awesome friend and runner!  Of course you can see here that he is sporting the shirt she sent him. 

Beckett has been having trouble lately with his behavior and we believe that his medication will need to be changing again.  We went and saw the Pediatric Neurologist this last week. He will be doing research on SYNGAP children at Texas Children's and he is also a board member with our foundation.   He has ordered two MRI's and a new EEG for Beckett.  One type of MRI is new technology and can actually see the connections being made in the brain when "neurons talk".  I am curious to see what the results will be.  I am hoping and praying that Beckett's behavior begins to get better.  He has been scratching, biting and screaming consistently and especially when he doesn't get what he wants.  On the up side he has learned how to navigate and play simple games on the Ipad.  He seems to love it!!
 

A Different Perspective

Beckett and Daddy decorating Easter Eggs
Easter 2014

A new special mom friend shared this with me a couple of nights ago. A poem written by Emily Kingsley.  This mom happened to see it while her son was in NICU.  You may never experience the life of raising a special needs child. I am not a victim, I am not helpless. God has given me a purpose and a greater love than I have ever thought I could experience. A selfless love. A life of gratitude and appreciation. Not one to be bitter, envious, or selfish. I will admit that this is the hardest thing I ever have had to do. The strength I have is only through my faith in Christ. If I influence you in a way that is encouraging and one that builds, then I have done my job. I am no better than anyone else in this world. I do what I do because its to tell you that you could if you needed to too. If I died today and people spoke of my life, I would want you all to know that I would hope that those things above you would remember me by.
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Welcome to Holland
I am often asked to describe the experience of raising a child with a disability – to try to help people who have not shared that unique experience to understand it, to imagine how it would feel. It's like this…
When you're going to have a baby, it's like planning a fabulous vacation trip – to Italy. You buy a bunch of guidebooks and make your wonderful plans. The Coliseum, the Michelangelo David, the gondolas in Venice. You may learn some handy phrases in Italian. It's all very exciting.
After months of eager anticipation, the day finally arrives. You pack your bags and off you go. Several hours later, the plane lands. The stewardess comes in and says, "Welcome to Holland."
"Holland?!" you say. "What do you mean, Holland?" I signed up for Italy! I'm supposed to be in Italy. All my life I've dreamed of going to Italy.
But there's been a change in the flight plan. They've landed in Holland and there you must stay.
The important thing is that they haven't taken you to some horrible, disgusting, filthy place, full of pestilence, famine and disease. It's just a different place.
So you must go out and buy a new guidebook. And you must learn a whole new language. And you will meet a whole new group of people you would never have met.
It's just a different place. It's slower paced than Italy, less flashy than Italy. But after you've been there for a while and you catch your breath, you look around, and you begin to notice that Holland has windmills, Holland has tulips, Holland even has Rembrandts.
But everyone you know is busy coming and going from Italy, and they're all bragging about what a wonderful time they had there. And for the rest of your life you will say, "Yes, that's where I was supposed to go. That's what I had planned."
The pain of that will never, ever, go away, because the loss of that dream is a very significant loss.
But if you spend your life mourning the fact that you didn't get to Italy, you may never be free to enjoy the very special, the very lovely things about Holland.

Written by Emily Perl Kingsley

 

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Past Memories - Beckett @ 7 months old

I realize that this is a long video, but we wanted to capture Beckett's behavior, facial expressions, motor movements and over all reaction to certain stimuli (the vacuum).  Please ignore the last couple minutes, my husband seemed to get creative and video me vacuuming the curtains...SMH!  LOL!  At this point in time Beckett could not sit up, crawl, had very uncoordinated movements, was very sensitive to sounds. As you can see in the video he suffered many months with acid reflux.  I knew at 4 months that something was wrong when he could not hold his head up, grasp toys, or sit up on his own.  He screamed during bath time.  We could bot figure out if it was the water temperature, being naked, or the feeling of the water itself.   He was a very happy baby for the most part.  As you can see his twin sister was functioning at normal age and hitting all her milestones.  I believe that Beckett being with his twin helped model behavior and help his imitation of play.  About 6 weeks after this video was made we had put him in physical therapy.

The video below is the first year Beckett was in the Early Childhood program in our public schools.  This is one of the moments I treasured and knew that he had an idea how to comprehend some things.  I was so excited.  He was 3 1/2 in this video.



EEG Results are in...

Beckett was just diagnosed yesterday with atypical absent seizures (borderline epileptic). Will be officially diagnosed when he has 2 full blown seizures. Technically he has an abnormal EEG. The doctor has said even though he has not had any real seizures yet, he is at a high risk for having them. He has 2 types of epileptic activity going on in his brain. He has what they call epileptic disturbances which are a pre-episode of a full blown seizure, they just don't reach full capacity of a seizure. These disturbances are what causes an interruption in his learning and can cause confusion and meltdowns. We are treating those with a new liquid sulfur based drug that is used for migraines.  I am hoping that the medication will help elevate some of the absent type seizures he is having and hoping that it will help him to be able to learn and improve his memory.  It just seems there is a never ending medical string of diagnoses for my baby boy. I am hoping that one day he gets relief from the endless confusion he experiences.   

Summer is Gone...AND NEW MEDICATION IS HERE!!!

It's been crazy busy around my house these last few weeks.  I have once again started another school year.  This is my 19th year of teaching to be exact.  My husband and I have been teaching at the same school for 11 years, beginning our 12th.  I have 9 years and 173 days till I can officially retire from teaching.  But who's counting?  ;)
Since school has started I don't have preschoolers in my house at all.  Kind of hard to believe that my babies are growing all up.  Pyper has started Kindergarten and Beckett has started a half day PPCD and is being mainstreamed in Kindergarten the other half of the day.  I am so relieved to find before and afterschool care for the twins together.  Our FAC has accommodated us way above and beyond what they had to.  They have just loved on Beckett like he was their own.  Everyone in the Athletic Center knows him.  He's a charmer!  I know this is an answered prayer for us.  My stress level has come down a lot! 

Pyper and Beckett's 1st Day of Kindergarten

 

I am also pleased with the new medication he is on.  It is called Vayarin.  This is a medical food that is prescribed by the doctor.  It's primary use it to treat ADHD.  Beckett does not do well on stimulants. He freaks out when he comes down off them.  This particular "drug" is highly concentrated Omega 3.  It is formulated to pass through the blood brain barrier and is more able to affect the cells and provide the protein they lack.  This medication usually takes about 2 months to see the effects.  I saw a huge difference within 2 weeks. Mostly, I have seen an incredible difference in his speech.  I am flabbergasted at how he is now beginning to make more sounds, words and phrases than he ever has in his life.  I also have noticed a difference in his attention span.  He actually sits down and watches TV and videos on the computer for about 30 minutes at a time.  Before then that was unheard of.  He also seems more aware of his surroundings and tries to engage more with people.  Even his speech teacher at school has noticed a difference in his attention span and speech clarity.  This medicine has even chilled him out some.  He seems much less anxious about things.  This has been a medical miracle!!  He also sits and plays with toys and imitates more so than before.  It also could be that he is maturing a little bit too, but overall I am very pleased with the results of this medication he is taking. 

Poor Beckett had to have a tooth pulled this week.  When he fell on his front tooth in December swinging in a hammock, he again hit the same tooth and it abscessed.  So needless to say, having it pulled was an experience.  He is my little snaggle tooth now.  After some "happy juice" an some nitrous oxide, the dentist pulled his tooth out with out any struggle.  He did really good..and of course while they had him "loopy" they cleaned his teeth for the very first time. 
So far, it has been a great start to the year.  Now just to keep the routine!
 

It's a God Thing!

It's amazing how when you think your entire world will fall in on you, something happens to catch you right before you hit the ground. This last week has been up and down.  As I had shared last week I was excited that Beckett was able to go to summer camp. Not even 24 hours after posting in my blog my excitement I get that phone call I was hoping I wouldn't get.  They weren't sure they would be able to let him stay.  He was having accidents in his pants and the little girl who was shadowing him wasn't really prepared to change dirty underwear.  I cried all day and night just praying that God would allow something to work out so Chris and I could get a break.  We had gone in to talk to the director and she said to us she really wanted this to work. She told us they were going give it until Friday to decide whether or not he would be able to come back the next week. I figured that Beckett was nervous and had high anxiety that was literally "scaring the poop" out of him.  When we returned on Thursday the director had said she was able to switch the schedule around to allow one of her counselors who was a  "mom" take care of him.  I was so relieved that she did that for Beckett. So far, he has been back this week, still having a couple of accidents but we now have someone who isn't worried about cleaning up a mess.  Come to find out Ms. Dee has eight children of her own.  She said it doesn't bother her at all and she was glad to be able to help.  I was so ecstatic when I picked him up he didn't have one accident today!! I hope the rest of the week at camp goes the way today did.

Besides the good news of Beckett not having an accident today.  The best was yet to come. I got a call from my geneticist this afternoon. He shared with me that he had gotten an email from a researcher at Texas Children's Hospital asking him if he had any families with SYNGAP1. He said to me; "Monica, I had gotten your email and two days later I received an email out of the blue from a researcher here at Texas Children's wanting to know if I had any patients with SYNGAP1.  I was scratching my head and thinking to myself, that's really odd and the two emails were totally unrelated?"  He began to explain to me that they are about to begin a study on SYNGAP1 here in Houston at Texas Children's. They are looking for families wanting to participate that have children diagnosed with SYNGAP1. He ask me if I would have a problem with him giving me Beckett's information. Of course my response was ABSOLUTLEY NOT!! This is great news!!! I am so excited the this has gotten more attention in the scientific world!!! I  am so excited that they want to use Beckett in their study!!! WHOOP!  Before I ended my conversation with Dr. Scott he mentioned again how much of a coincidence it was to get two emails in less than two days totally unrelated about the same thing.  I told him that that's not a coincidence...that's a God thing!! He giggled over the phone and said, "you are probably right, I do believe that God allows things to happen like this."  I told him, "This was an answered prayer!"  He told me, "Yep..I believe in those too!" 

Time for Summer!

We started the summer this last weekend visiting Galveston Island State Park & Beach.  You could say that this was Beckett's first "real" beach trip.  The last time we had brought the twins, they were only 16 months old.  I don't really count that one since they really don't remember it.  He loved the ocean.  He walked right into the water and into the waves.  He would have floated away if his daddy wasn't right there with him.  He was so excited!  I don't think I have ever heard him laugh so hard every time a wave hit him.  He laughed constantly for almost two hours strait.  We had some of the most fun that day and more was on it's way!

Beckett's First "Real" Beach Trip 2013

This week Beckett has begun his first ever summer camp.  I am excited and worried at the same time.  This camp is not geared for special needs children. Mrs. Darlene the director of the camp has made it possible for my son to be able to participate with the kids his age.  I am happy to know that she has taken an interest in making my son apart of her program.  She has made accommodation's for him and to allow him to be with his twin sister for 6 weeks out of the summer. A young teenage student has been appointed a help the lead counselor with Beckett and to follow him in every activity planned, even in swimming.  Of course, my biggest fear is him swimming...he can't!  He has no concept of danger or fear.  I also worry about him wandering off unnoticed.  I know that they are aware of all his habits and won't let that happen.

So today is his second day.  I haven't had a phone call yet to come get him, so I am assuming he is fitting in just fine.  I am so thankful that the FAC director has seen a need to include the children in her program with special needs.  I wish more childcare facilities did a better job of mainstreaming special needs kids with others.  I believe it is not only good for the special needs child, but the child who has no disabilities to serve others who need it.  I am sure his experience this summer will help him continue to progress and develop his language and other skills and also maybe expose others to differences they are not use to. 


 

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NEW FACEBOOK PAGE: Parents and Families of People with SYNGAP1

I have created a new Facebook Page to connect and educate families around the world with SYNGAP1.

This disorder is also known as MRD5, RASA1, RASA5, SYNGAP.

https://www.facebook.com/Syngap1?ref=hl

You are not alone!!!

 

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I AM ON A MISSION!!!

Please pass this on to any families that you may know that would benefit from this information. I have some great news!! I spoke with Dr. Michaud last night about my son's Syndrome SYNGAP1. He has ask me to help him find families of children who have been identified. He is working on defining the condition to continue his research. He is the doctor who created the test for SYNGAP1. This syndrome has children who have characteristics of developmental delays, severe language delay and many other symptoms that are mistaken for other things. Autism Spectrum Disorder symptoms and possible seizures can be seen in some of these children, ...but not all. Mostly this syndrome causes Intellectual Disability. He has ask me to invite ...families who have this diagnosis to contact him to help him define conditions caused by SYNGAP1. He has told me that once they have an official definition has been made, research can continue to the next step of starting more ...
studies in humans, since they have mouse model data. Please share this with parents you may know who have autism or unexplained symptoms to push their doctors to get genetic testing. This is huge, because most people settle for the autism diagnosis and stop there and don't push for testing. The more people out there who are identified, the more money for research, then research for possible treatments can be done. So..needless to say...I'm on a MISSION now;)

Please watch the video on SYNGAP1
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6NE7FgFBO_o

 Jacques L. Michaud, MD
Head, Division of Medical Genetics, CHU Sainte-Justine
Professor of Pediatrics and Biochemistry, Université de Montréal

CHU Sainte-Justine Research Center
3175 Côte Sainte-Catherine
Montréal (Québec)
Canada H3T 1C5
Phone: 514-345-4931, ext: 6900
Fax: 514-345-4766

jacques.michaud@recherche-ste-justine.qc.ca

 

Not Just Any Mother's Day

I am truly blessed.  I can't believe this is my 21st year to be a mom.  I have had many ups and downs, as many of us all do.  But through it all I am blessed beyond my wildest dreams. As I look back over the last 5 years I have learned the most about myself than at any other time in my life.  I actually thought the biggest test in my life was getting through an abusive 1st marriage. I was so wrong. God had other plans for me. I am also sure the learning curve will continue during this life of mine.
In the last month we have been trying to find the right ADHD medicines for Beckett.  We had him on 5 mg of Focaline for one week.  It turned Beckett into an aggressive, irritated and unsettled little boy, on top of totally eliminating his appetite.  We now have changed it to Adderall XR, but I haven't been able to get his prescription yet for it. I am hoping to begin it next week. 
This week has been an amazing week for me.  I received two emails from doctors who know more about SYNGAP1 than anyone I have found in the world.  I wrote an email to Dr. Gavin Rumbaugh from Scripts Labs in Florida 6 months ago.  I was so glad to hear from him.  He then gave me the name of Jacques L. Michaud, MD.  He is the doctor who developed to test for SYNGAP1.  He is now trying to make an accurate descriptive definition for SYNGAP1.  To my surprise, he emailed me back within about 10 minutes and ask me to have a phone conversation about Beckett.  I am so excited that I have been able to get the attention of a published scientist who is interested in my sons condition.  I am beginning to see doors open and hoping to be a part of something that will bring hope to others and my son.

Next Step...I Mean Jump!

It's been a busy last few weeks and looks like the next few will be even busier. It's Rodeo Season for my husband and I.  We volunteer at the Houston Livestock Show and Rodeo to give back to the community here in our city.  It is a lot of work, but it is an escape from our everyday routine. The kids also really enjoy the dressing up and seeing all of the farm animals and fun things they have for them.

The video is sides ways..opppsy!

 

Even in the midst of all the everyday life bustle, we are still chugging along.  We are excited to watch Beckett  making new strides.  We are learning to deal with his temper tantrums by both ignoring them and by placing him in our dimly lit room on the bed, while he cries out the fact he can't have what he wants.  We have been pretty consistent with it and it seems that they have gone from 2 -3 hours down to about 15 - 30 minutes.  His receptive communication seems to be getting better.  His new words are "hot" and "cooooollllddd"...He tends to drag out the vowel sounds in his words.  His vocabulary both verbal and signs have made huge gains since the beginning of school this last fall.  I am also noticing that he is beginning to play a bit more independent with toys, especially trucks. We have watched him looking at the wheels roll back and forth when he plays with his cars.  Since Christmas Beckett has loved his new trampoline.  He has actually learned how to jump really high.  It has really improved his coordination.  I do have to admit, it took him a while to actually climb into it.  We had to force him in and once he realized it was going to be ok, he loved it.  I have already thrown my back out twice jumping in it with him. He laughs so hard he sometimes can't stand in it. His laughs are contagious.  When I watch him I forget that he even has any problems and is just like any other

kid having fun. 

New Hope - New Friends

I have seen first hand how a person can go from one extreme to the other in about a week.  Life is strange sometimes. I feel bi-polar!  LOL!  I think I'm at a point where I don't think I'll ever get it, but just to go with the flow.  Sometimes the light at the end of the tunnel is so faint that you feel like your moving away from it and not to it.  It's amazing how life turns around just when you need it to.  You just hold on long enough for that to happen.  God knows exactly what to do and how to tell you it's going to be ok. 
In the past week I have had the opportunity to meet new people who are in the same boat as me.  I am so blessed that one found me though reading my blog.  I am so excited to be able to talk to someone who is going through some of the same feelings and emotions I am.  It has given me the determination to continue to have hope and push forward with whatever it is I am suppose to do....I'm still working on that one.  My new friend has introduced me to a new FB group of AWESOME people who have children that have Chromosome 6 Disorders.  https://www.facebook.com/#!/groups/chromosome6/
I really don't know what I would have done if I didn't have social media to be able to find people who are going through the similar things as I am. 

My Bean - Riding His Belle At Therapy

I also found a new hope in sharing my information on SYNGAP 1 with a person who works in a large pharmaceutical company.  She has told me to appeal to gene therapy companies to peak their interest in doing research on treating the functional gene with micro molecules.  I'm not really sure what that is, but it's worth a try.  So I now have a new goal to work on.  My energy is slowly coming back and my hope in a new day is keeping me going.  Only by the strength of the Lord can I do this!

Rock Bottom & Climbing

As I look back during this last year from when I started this blog, I have to say that this last week has been the absolute worst in my life.  I have been fighting back emotions in several areas of my life over the past 6 months.  I will not lie about feeling so low that I really felt like not going on in this world.  As I said in early posts that I had an outside influence that was affecting our family. This unfortunately happens to be my ex husband.  He hates me, my husband and our success so much that he would do anything to hurt us. 

My youngest son I allowed to go live him because I decided to go to mediation instead of going through a arduous court battle, AGAIN! He has taken us to court before and lied about many things and caused us to waste close to $25,000 that was reserved for my older children's college education.  He has successfully turned my 15 year old son against us.  I believe my son being the youngest, has felt like I have forgotten about him while trying to raise my twins.  As most people realize, raising a special needs child does consume an enormous amount of time and money.  Therefore resulting in changes of the dynamic of how things are done within the family.
The frustration level that I feel is almost indescribable and unbearable.  I am very sad that my 15 year old and my 20 year old are having to deal with anger and bitterness that is directed at both myself and their father. My 18 year old keeps things to himself and doesn't like talking about his feelings.  Which also worries me.  I never wanted it to be that way and have no idea how to fix it.  I wish they would have had a happy childhood, but unfortunately they have had to pay the price for adults who can't act like adults.  I have to admit, that I haven't been the best parent, but I have tried my best. I feel I have failed as a parent and in those regards has been hard to accept. 
Trying to juggle not only my other children I have had to juggle my marriage.  You would think that we would get time together because we work together at the same job.  We don't have much alone time or time to focus on our relationship as a couple.  When you don't spend time together building you then tend to fall apart.  The stress of having a special needs child on a marriage was more than I expected.  I believed I was going to lose everything this week and didn't want to live to see what it would be like losing everything again.  I found myself laying face down on the floor crying in my room begging God to just take me away.  I even feel guilty saying it, let alone thinking it.  I heard a very small voice whisper in my ear, "I will carry you through".  I stopped crying and I prayed for the strength to carry on.  It gave me the peace that the future was going to be ok.  I think I had hit "rock bottom" this week and only the Lord above is able to carry me out of the rocks.  I still fight the sadness, but I try to remember the God is in control and He has a plan.  But I honestly have to say...I really don't know what that is.

Possible Treatment for SYNGAP 1 Gene

I have come across an article published December 10, 2012 that talks about the possible treatment for my sons disability.  I am praying that they will find one soon before the window closes on him.  Pray for a cure!  Read the article and pass it along to your friends you know that has a child with special needs or autism.  It could be a medical break through. 
http://sfari.org/news-and-opinion/news/2012/autism-linked-protein-sets-pace-for-brain-development








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RESULTS ARE IN!!! SYNGAP-1 gene

I am sad and glad at the same time. Today we found out that my son Beckett has been diagnosed with a very rare autosomal dominant disorder called SYNGAP-1 gene. It doesn't even have a name yet. I am hoping to find out more information on it, but there is not much out there in terms of a prognosis.  I don't know whether to cry or breath a sigh of relief.  Texas Children's Genetic Center called this afternoon and told us that Beckett had a very rare genetic disorder that is so new that they even don't know much about it.  They have only just recently identified one more child with the same syndrome in February. We are relieved to find out that it will not affect his twin or his other 1/2 brothers and sister.  Neither Chris or I have the gene defect and the genetic counselor has explained that it was a fluke in nature.  They do not know whether it was caused by the environment or if something just when wrong after fertilization.  Of course, we might not ever know what caused it.   They explained to me that there could be more out there but the test is only a year old and very expensive to run.  Some of the symptoms of this disorder are seizures, schizophrenia, moderate to severe mental retardation, speech delay, and autism type behaviors.  The doctors at Texas Children's have worked us into an appointment on January 7th to see Beckett and talk with us about what they do know and how to move forward with his treatment.  I am now seeking a new direction and feel that I must do something to further the research of how to help he children and families with this disorder. 

I do however, must mention that even though the news I have received today about Beckett, I am grateful that I have him to hold and hug.  Today was a horrible day in our country and I will pray for those who lost loved ones in Connecticut in the school shooting.  My heart is heavy and broken for all those affected.  I realized today that even though I have trails of my own, I am very thankful that I have my children with me today.  I was also reminded that through bad times, God truely will make good for His glory, even if we can't see it now through the hurt.  GOD BLESS THOSE BABIES AND TEACHERS WHO DIED TODAY!! They are in the ARMS OF JESUS NOW!!

Trying To Hang On To Hope....

Considering all the trails that our family has had to face in the last several months, keeping up with my blog as been hard.  We have had many changes in the last six weeks for Beckett.  He will begin Monday with a new daycare sitter.  We have had to move him from his regular daycare he has been at since he was 3 months old due to the change of some of his class situation, therapy and school schedules.  We were not happy with the new teacher arrangement in his class at his daycare.  They seemed to be too young to be able to deal with the needs that Beckett has.  We were very disappointed that this was not fixed or changed for us, considering we were paying for a full time program when he was only in there part time. I do however have to clarify that most of the workers there were great with him.  They were typically older women and not teenagers or college students caring for him.  We now will have him with a lady who will keep him in her home, but she is also one who has a special needs child herself.  We are nervous somewhat, but praying for the best and hoping that she can deal with his needs.

We have had some regression with his potty training due to the fact that the girls in the daycare were not paying attention to checking on him to go use the potty.  He has a hard time remembering he needs to go and needs some reminders every hour or so.  He has started trying to say a few more words and sounds which is encouraging.  We still are trying to teach him the dynovox, but at home he seems uninterested in using it.  He has mastered several icons for needs and food on it with his speech therapist.  We know he can use it, we just need him to understand using it for his needs. 
Texas Children's Genetic Center still has not called us with the results of his EXNOME DNA Sequencing Test.  I have been patiently waiting for some kind of answer.  We are also trying to get Beckett into see a psychiatrist to have him evaluated for a behavior problem that is causing his melt downs.  We are hoping that they will give him something for his OCD/High Anxiety Behavior.  His fits seem to be getting worse has he gets into the stage of the terrible 2-3's that his little brain is entering, even though he is 4 years old.  We have noticed over the last few months he is more interested in toys and musical instrument's that seem to keep him entertained.  We are hoping the we will get to implement music therapy in his daily routine in the PPCD program at school.  We are seeing slow progress with him..I just still have anxiety over what the future holds.  I pray almost everyday that God would heal my little boy...I have to admit that it has been hard to hold on to hope, but I know there HAS to be a PLAN..

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Emotions Everywhere

We have had a lot going on in the Weldon house these past few months.  There have been days I have been on cloud nine and there are the days I wish I could run away from it all and never come back.  Granted I never would just pick up and leave, but I would be lying if I told you I never felt that way.  I guess I am going through a bit of a mid-life, not like the ones you hear of on TV or in a bar, but one where you look back at your life and wonder exactly what kind of purpose you have here on this Earth.  Mine? Well, I'm still trying to figure it out.  I really am dealing with the fact I guess I'm gonna get old one day. I will go out kicking and screaming just fighting age. I think about all that I deal with on a daily basis and how am I going to be able to keep up with my preschool twins and of course three older children, two of which are adults.  Beckett is obviously a handful. His twin Pyper, well she is a little spit-fire all her own.  Don't get me wrong, I love my children but they sure are hard work.  I find myself trying to keep in shape, trying to eat right, making sure I'm going to stay healthy for my kids that I end up getting sick and tired literally. Then on top of all that feeling guilty about it.  I know its crazy thinking but I think every mom goes through that at some point.  I am still trying to grasp my purpose..even though one is clearly being a mom and wife.  Sometimes you just want to do more in life...but is there more than that?  I'm not really sure, but I truely think there is. See, I even feel guilty for saying that I guess because I have always been about my kids and family in general.