Day 6

Day 5

Day 4

Very tired little boy after a day of shopping.

Day 3

This is a photo of my son's remote control shark.  It was the only thing that he wanted for Christmas and he loves it! 

365 Day 2

A New Year!

Hope you all had a fantastic Christmas and are looking forward to the next year.  I know that I am sure excited.  Since it;s the beginning of a new year, it's a chance to start a new 365 book. I didn't complete last years book. I became to obsessed with making sure that each of my children were equally represented in each months photos. With 5  children, , that just didn't work out too well. I became frustrated and just quit. This year I have resolved to just use my fav picture of the day and if I happen to 6 in a row of the same child, so be it! I not only want to be able to enjoy this book later on, I want to enjoy making it. So that means enjoying the art of photography too.

For example, here are two photos both taken on Jan 1. Last year I would have chosen this one because it had 4 of my 5 children in it.

This year however, I'm going to use a picture that I like better. It is my youngest son sitting on his uncle's lap eating cake.

She Waved!

This morning something happened that I have been waiting to see for years. My daughter waved good-bye to me. Now I realize that to most parents this will not seem like a big deal, but for me it brought tears to my eyes.

Everyday, I drive my children to school and drop them off near the door. My son will often get to the door and then turn around and look back at me and wave good bye. When my daughter gets to the school, she silently opens the car door, shuts it (with her back turned to the door), walks up to the building, opens the door, and goes inside. SHE NEVER LOOKS BACK!

I have always believed this behavior is due to her attachment disorder issues.  Because of her history of broken attachments, she tends to perceive separations as abandonment. Her primary coping mechanisms for handling this anxiety is, dissociation from all feeling states or full out rages. Usually on the way to school she will start disassociating, but I have noticed that lately she has started talking a little in the car. I have been thrilled with that because it means that she is starting to feel a bit more comfortable, and safer than she used to going to school.  

I thought today seemed like every other morning... We drove to school and talked a little. We listened to the radio.  She looked straight ahead.    Nothing out of the ordinary.    We pulled up to the side walk and I said "Have a good day. I love you."  She silently got out of the car,  walked to the door,  opened it,  and  then stopped.  She turned around,  looked me IN THE EYES, and waved good-bye. 

I know that wave was just a baby step in the right direction, but it was a step!  Over the years I have come to be grateful for those moments that remind you that there is hope and that there can be healing.