An entire decade.
Ten years have come and passed us by with such speed that its hard to believe.
An entire decade since Isaiah's birth.
July 15, 2003 marks the day that Robert and I welcomed our 5th child into this world. A beautiful boy. What's most amazing is that we had no idea that we had just embarked on an incredible journey. A journey of raising this boy who is so full of exuberance, compassion, love, curiosity, insistence, determination, and challenges that never entered our mind.
Challenges that ten years ago, we never would have thought we would be dealing with; challenges that have educated us, expanded our ideas on parenting, and what matters in this world. Isaiah changed our world and I now cannot imagine it any different.
I fail him daily; mostly in small ways. I worry about him; not obsessively although at times it seems that way. I become frustrated, at times, far too easily with his challenges of life. And I am exhausted with the extras that are needed in order to help him along in life. But, I wouldn't trade any of those negative type moments because those moments are parts of him.
I love him.
I love the sparkle in his eyes. I love his smile. I love how he wants to help others. I love how he shows compassion. I love how God has gifted him with the capability to show mercy and grace. I love how he hugs. I love how he kisses. I love when we see insights into the workings of his mind. I love that he is able to be physically active. I love his triumphs. I love his perserverance (different than persevertating); he does not shy away from talking or trying to convey a thought/want/need.
I think we misunderstand him many times; his speech, his intent, how hard his challenges are for him.
Isaiah has a lot to offer this world; we need to tap into his strengths and help those strengths to mature. We need to give him tools to deal better with his weaknesses. Those two things occur; Isaiah will have a fine future.
"He will never be any less than what he was Created to be."
(Quote from an Apraxia FB group)
For ten years, God has blessed us with Isaiah.
I am thankful for him.
Happy 10th Birthday, Isaiah. I love you.
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Sometimes I have ideals in my head that don't mesh up with reality. This happens most frequently on special event days such as Isaiah's birthday. I have a hard time adjusting and interacting with the reality of the moment; I fight the reality to become my ideal. Such was the birthday morning. Me, hard time switching ideal to reality mode paired up with Isaiah having a tough time with the anticipation of the party (the presents) = mess of a morning. I hate that though; I hate how hard it is for me to flip the switch from ideal thinking to living well in the reality of the moment. Going to the lake in the morning helped a bit. I was thrilled to get one decent photo of Isaiah actually looking in the camera; he's not too keen on that or even staying still for a photo.
The morning and afternoon was cake making time in our home. Usually, Grandma makes the birthday cake, but this year Elizabeth decided that she would make his cake. Isaiah was pleased about Elizabeth making his cake. They picked out the cake theme together. She did such a wonderful job. I am always amazed by her skill in the kitchen (cooking/baking) and crafting abilities. She worked diligently on the cake and I think it turned out grand.
Per our usual, we celebrated Isaiah's birthday with our family - Grandma and Grandpa, Aunt Darcy, Uncle Alan, cousins, siblings and Uncle Darin. It was kept low-key; a must for Isaiah. But the party began and all was good. Isaiah did superb, albeit a bit unorthodox as we allowed him to open his presents throughout the swimming and time of eating dinner. He simply could not wait until after dinner: why make him wait any longer? He loved all his gifts; money, fishing pole, swim trunks, ipad case (yes thats from us), "Mike the Knight" Dvd and action figures (which were part of the cake, the figures) and a very cool poster Grandma made; a knight travels to the castle collecting money along the way. She made sets out of half-dollars which had Isaiah counting sets of 1-10 while the knight travelled up the path towards the castle. Money is his thing these days; loves exchanging 4 quarters for a dollar, etc. The food was good; thank you Robert for making the BBQ chicken and potato salad. The cake was fabulous.
The night wound down close to 10pm; a long day but a good day when all was said and done.
Happy birthday, Isaiah.
You are now a decade old; ten and counting.
We love you.