Our (Neurodiverse) Family

Being inspired by my brother-in-law's most recent blog post, I decided to make a year in review. I think this is especially fitting because admittedly, I wasn't the best about blogging in 2014. I hope you don't mind me copying you, Alex :) January Stephan's brother Alex came home from his mission in Pennsylvania and finally got to meet Kate for the first time, since he left just a month before she was born. She called him "daddy" for a while because he and Stephan look a lot alike. I reluctantly decided to have my antidepressant dosage upped to a mid level rather than the really low dose I had been taking. February Stephan caught the flu for the second year in a row. Kate and I did not because we had flu shots.  I shared my depression story with Megan at Brave Hearts . Kate turned two years old. At her two-year checkup, she had gone from being in the 90th percentile for height to the 95th percentile. Pediatrician astounded at her verbal...

If you look closely at this picture of Kate, you will see a small pinkish-red birthmark on the right side of her forehead. It was much more noticeable when she was a baby, and people would often say (after commenting on how cute she is), "Oooooh, do you have an owie?"  Her birthmark has never bothered me, since it hasn't caused problems, but the questions about her being hurt got old. Even a friend who saw Kate frequently blurted out one day, "Is that scab ever going to heal?!" I more or less yelled at her, "IT'S A BIRTHMARK!" Stephan and I have affectionately called her birthmark her "little ruby." Kate has recently become more aware of her physical features, and one day while looking in the mirror she pointed to her birthmark and asked, "What's that?"  I told her, "That's your little ruby. You were born with it." She smiled and exclaimed, "My little wooby! It's ...