I’ll take one Apraxia handbook, please!

My husband would refer to me as a “recipe follower”. As odd as the description is, it sums me up pretty well. I follow recipes down to the 1/8 teaspoon of pepper. If my awesome cook of a mother saw a recipe that called for 1/8 teaspoon pepper, she would toss some pepper in her palm, and throw it in the bowl. When I see it however, I get out my nifty little 1/8 teaspoon for measuring, poor the pepper in and slide a knife across the top. Yep. That’s me. In a nutshell. Don’t get me started on recipes that call for a “dash” of something. What does that even mean? I’ll just “dash” my way back to the cookbook and find a recipe that isn’t speaking nonsense.

Every few months my husband will challenge me, “Ok babe, how about tonight you try cooking without any measuring cups…Ohhhh snap!”. He thinks he’s funny, so I’ve humored him back and tried it a couple times. Just the act of it made me uncomfortable, but it doesn’t stop there. When we are sitting down to eat our meal of unmeasured ingredients, I’ve already convinced myself that it’s ruined. What if I had followed the recipe? What would it taste like? What would it look like? After all, recipes are there for a reason, right? They are there to say, “Oh you want Chicken Parmigiana tonight? Well here’s EXACTLY how to get it. You’re welcome.” It’s a beautiful thing!

So there you have it, I am a “recipe follower”, that has a child with Apraxia. What does being a “recipe follower” have to do with Apraxia, you ask? Let me explain.

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As Gia was receiving her diagnosis I, like all Apraxia parents, wanted to know what was next. Tell me what to do and I’ll do it. Just lay it all out and I’m on board. Please just tell me how to fix this. You leave the therapists office with your plan of action, and a whole lot of hope. But wait, you forgot to give me my handbook! Oh that’s ok, I’ll just do a little research online, find my trusty little Apraxia handbook, it will tell me EXACTLY how to fix this, and voila! So I researched, and nothing. Researched again, still nothing. Not one Apraxia handbook, not one recipe for the perfect Apraxia stew, not one instructional guide to the fastest Apraxia resolve, and not one set of directions to an Apraxia-free life. Nothing. Doesn’t Apraxia know the value of a good old-fashioned, step-by-step recipe?!

So here I am 7 months later, and still no handbook. As anxiety-provoking as it was, I had no choice but to accept that I would never find my black and white answer to Apraxia, and I would be living in the gray for years to come. This was nothing that my measuring cups could fix. Every child’s Apraxia recipe is different, and I had to depend on a team of people to help me create Gia’s. The reality is, the recipe changes – sometimes daily! Miss Anna-Alyse may have a plan for Gia’s session that I like to believe looks something like this…

Gia’s Apraxia Recipe:
3/4 cup of 2-syllable words
1/4 cup of ‘L’ & ‘R’ sounds
2 tablespoons of 3-word sentences

…then my spunky, strong-willed, stubborn like her daddy 4 year-old comes in all like…

My Apraxia Recipe for today!!! 🙂 😦 🙂 😦 😦 :/
1 cup of 1-syllable words
1 cup of sensory seeking
A dash of tantrum


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4 year-olds think about two things: playing and sugar. Having a 4 year-old in this much therapy is not normal. It’s a constant balancing act of getting in as much therapy as we can in the hopes of quicker results, and not working her too hard with the fear of overwhelming her to point of regression. There’s this voice in your head that one week is saying, “She’s exhausted, maybe I need to cut back on therapy.”, and the next week is saying, “She’s doing awesome! Let’s add two more days of therapy!” It could drive you insane!

I recently went through a bit of a “funk”, where I had a nagging feeling that I needed to change something about Gia’s Apraxia recipe; both at home and at therapy. On the home front, we are testing out the new Speech E-Z Apraxia Program App (this is exciting!), we are cutting back on her sugar intake (this should be fun!), and we are starting Gia on a daily routine of fish oil, choline, and probiotics (yay for research!). On the therapy front, I had a much needed meeting with one of Gia’s PATIENT SLP’s, Anna-Alyse. Our meeting turned in to a counseling session, that in the end helped me make a decision I had pondered over for weeks. So I added another day of Speech, and decided to try some Music therapy once a week to top it off. So yes, overnight I added two more hours of therapy a week to Gia’s recipe, and I feel good about it! My gut was telling me she could handle more and needed more, so I listened to it. If it’s all too much for Gia, then I’m only a few steps away from the simple solution: First, my gut will tell me, then I’ll obsess about it, then I’ll have Anna-Alyse make me feel better, then I’ll just change the recipe again. Simple!

Having no control over something as life-changing as Apraxia has been a tough pill to swallow. I had to go through many sleepless nights and nail-biting sessions to finally swallow that square-shaped pill. I have my ups and downs, my days that Apraxia and I just aren’t seeing eye to eye. I can promise you I will have these days until the last minute of Gia’s last therapy session, and probably even after. Apraxia goes against everything that I am – it’s my dash of salt. I like instructions, I like directions, and I really, really like recipes! Gia and her clingy little sidekick, Apraxia are going to teach me a thing or two about life – let go, have faith and trust.

Gia is currently working toward mastering her 3-word sentences. With that being said, there are very few phrases she can use intelligibly that have more than 3 words. I’m going to leave you with one of them…

“Mom, calm down mom… Mom, calm down. Just calm down, mom.”

We’re meant for each other 🙂

Sharing my story (the truth)

Public speaking is scary for a lot of people, for a lot of different reasons. For some people, their fear is so debilitating, that they spend their entire lives avoiding it. For others, it’s a natural-born gift, and they thrive off the adrenaline rush. I would say for me, I land somewhere in the middle. I don’t hate it, but I certainly don’t love it either. The reason that it’s hard for me personally, is exactly that – it’s me, and I’m hard on me. I can be a bit of a perfectionist, a bit obsessive, and a bit of an over-thinker, and those three qualities can be a brutal combination for public anything. Plain and simple, being in the center of it all is just not my thing. I prefer to blend in. After college, most of us leave our public speaking days behind us. Unless giving presentations or speeches is part of your job description, many of us don’t have to worry about all of those eyes starring up at us, waiting for you to say something interesting. Up until recently, I thought I would be a part of the majority, and I was good with that. When you have a friend like Colleen, you will never be part of the majority.

Anyone who follows me on any level has probably heard about my friend Colleen, and her non-profit organization, SCOTT Foundation. If you are new to my blog however, you can catch yourself up on Colleen in two previous posts, “Differently Gifted” and “Speaking up for Gia“. I can promise you’ll hear her name again, and again and again!

Being asked by Colleen to share my story of Apraxia publicly at a SCOTT Foundation luncheon, was both exhilarating and taxing all at the same time. I love taking on new challenges that force me out of my comfort zone, but I equally hate failing at them. I can put so much pressure on myself, that it would be easier to just stay in my own little box that presents no real challenges (but that wouldn’t be much fun, would it?!). These are two sides of my brain that have battled each other since my early teenage years. So of course my first reaction to the opportunity is, “Of course I’ll make a speech! That sounds new and fun!”. Meanwhile, my husband is on the sidelines saying, “Oh god…here we go”. What can I say, he knows me well!

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The people that attend these luncheons are some of the most inspiring and selfless human beings I’ve ever had the privilege of meeting. Like myself, and like all of you, they all have a story. They are the perfect example of how we ourselves can control how our story ends. They have overcome their personal struggles by inspiring change and making a positive impact in their community. I was in such aw of this group after my first luncheon, that I called Colleen and told her I felt a little out of place. She somehow convinced me that I was not only worthy of sitting alongside these wonderful people, but that I was worthy of standing in front of them to share my story. How do you inspire, inspiring people? Well according to Colleen it’s simple, just be yourself! Do you know me but at all, Colleen?

I could have taken my speech in a few different directions, and one of the most difficult parts of preparing for it was deciding which direction I wanted to take. I kept going back to the idea that just one year ago, I would have never thought I would be in this space – a space of peace and acceptance. The world of Apraxia does not breed feelings of contentment, but rather quite the opposite. It’s a world of the unknown, that keeps you white-knuckling the edge of your seat. So how did I get here? Well, that gave me my answer. My story was much deeper than my daughter’s speech disorder, and I was going to tell it in it’s entirety. Essentially saying, here is where I was, here is where I am now, and here is how I got here. Writing that speech was therapeutic and reaffirming. I am there representing “What Would Gia Say?”, but “What Would Gia Say?” wouldn’t exist if it weren’t for the beginning and middle of my story, and I believe that now more than ever.

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Colleen and I right before my speech at the SCOTT Foundation luncheon.

My speech went well! I shared some things that I had never shared publicly before, and never thought I would. Sharing those things was the only real way to tell my true story. If I wanted people to fully understand how I got to this place of strength and optimism, I had to lead people down my path, and my path wasn’t always pretty. Yes, I cried through about half of it. They weren’t happy tears or sad tears. Speaking your truth is an overwhelming release, and that’s really where my tears came from. They were also tears for Gia. Not because of how difficult it is to have a child with Apraxia, but because of everything that child with Apraxia has taught me. Gia is the reason I had the courage to stand up there that day.

From the day I told Colleen about Gia’s diagnosis with Apraxia, there was two things she was determined to help me with: finding peace with my new reality, and raising awareness to the unknown disorder. Colleen regularly puts opportunities in front of me that have the potential to bring about awareness, make connections with others, and encourage personal growth. She leaves it up to me to take the opportunity or not. I’ve questioned and obsessed over every opportunity I’ve taken. but not once have I regretted taking one. I’m extending my path and adding chapters to my story, and that is the key to living a full and regret-free life.

Colleen built SCOTT Foundation from the ground up, not knowing anything about the non-profit community. She now selflessly takes her knowledge, connections and resources to others. She has a giving spirit and never wants a thing in return. Whether it’s someone looking to start a Foundation themselves, or someone who is simply going through a tough transition in their lives, she points them in the direction they need to go. She doesn’t lead them, she guides them. She doesn’t save them, she helps them save themselves. I’ve heard Colleen described as an angel more than once, and there are many people that would say she changed their life. Colleen doesn’t change lives, she changes people, and people change their lives.