Happy New Year!  I hope everyone’s holidays were wonderful and I hope 2014 is off to a good start for you.

So in my New Years post last year, I had 2 resolutions. 1) to write more in Claire’s blog.   Hmmm.   This really didn’t happen.    And 2) to physically get healthier.  My results were not like my husband’s, (who lost 40 pounds and is now migraine free…go Sean!)  but they were okay:  my nutrition is on track,  I ran my first 10K for Claire in May, in addition to a few other 5Ks, and joined a gym when Claire started school (but it ended up closing after a couple months of me joining).

Are my 2013 resolutions going to be carried into the 2014 year?   To get physically healthier, yes.  Finding a new gym near Claire’s school is back on my radar.  Getting stronger is no longer a “nice to have” but is now in the “mandatory” category.  Claire has grown a lot this past year and it’s absolutely wonderful that she’s thriving in this area!   She is a few months away from turning 4 and is about 40 pounds, wearing a size 5T.  She is getting very heavy to pick up and carry around.  Because she is still non ambulatory, it is starting to get real hard, physically, to move her from point A to point B, whether inside or outside the home.  More weight training exercises for me is a must.

Now for the other one… to write more in this blog.  Ah yes, that one.  I give so much credit to others who are able to put their experiences with Rett into words and share these with others.  It is so good.  It helps spread Rett awareness.   It helps those outside the Rett community understand and learn more.  And finally, it helps other Rett families who are in the same boat, feel more understood and less alone.  I experienced this a few weeks ago when I came across the writings of Marta.  Marta is the mom of beautiful Caroline, who is a just a few months older than Claire.  And she truly has a gift with words.  Reading her posts has been therapeutic for me.  When I came across this post in particular (thank you, Marta, for allowing me to share!) I was in awe.

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The thoughts Marta shared were exactly, dead on, what went through my head the first time I went gift shopping for Claire.   Claire was diagnosed with Rett a couple months after her 1st birthday.  So, the experience I had when I went shopping for her 2nd birthday most definitely caught me off guard.  I wasn’t expecting one simple trip to the store to bring on such intense feelings – the ones Marta described in her post.  I thought I was crazy.  Fast forward a year 1/2 later (to now)…I’m shopping for Claire’s Christmas presents, and here we go again.  The same thoughts come back, only they are even more defined at this point, and the sorrow among other feelings, is so much deeper now than ever before.  But thanks to Marta, I no longer feel in like I’m crazy, particularly on this subject.  I feel more understood and less alone.

As much as I want to be able to share my experiences with you in this blog, the truth is, it’s getting more difficult to do so.  As time goes by, living with Rett on a daily basis is just getting harder and harder.  (I thought the opposite was supposed to happen?!!!)  I cannot, for the life of me, seem to escape the deep sadness that I feel every single day, multiple times a day, when I see Claire struggle with her physical, social and emotional challenges. The ache in my heart is constantly there.  The sadness gets deeper as the months pass.  Is this normal?  Who knows what “normal” is anymore.  The fact of the matter is that it’s there.  And at the end of the day, when the kids are all asleep upstairs and the house is quiet, I need to shut my thoughts and feelings down for the day.  I don’t want to prolong my thoughts and feelings by writing about them… I don’t want to talk about them, even to Sean.  I just want to relax my mind, and escape reality by watching TV with Sean and Murphy (our dog).  I may provide quick updates about the day on Facebook. A few words, maybe post a picture or two because it takes less than a minute to do so, and then I’m done.  Good or bad, I need to shut things down because it gives me strength for the next day.

Living with Rett is getting harder vs. easier, I think, because Claire is getting older and understands so much more than what she obviously understood when she was 1st diagnosed.  Her feelings and level of cognition are just like any other soon to be 4 year old.  So, when others are greeted with a hello, and she is not, she knows.  She hears when people make remarks like “wow, she really IS, so smart!”   She also knows when people are questioning her cognition and don’t believe that she really knows what she knows.  She wants to feel understood but is at the mercy of others to do so and is frustrated when people speak for her and think they know what she wants or feels, without giving her a fair chance of saying so through her communication device or via another way.   She is frustrated when people don’t give her any way to communicate in general.  When I see how all of these types of things make her feel, and how frequently all of the above occurs, it absolutely breaks my heart.

The list continues on…  Claire wants to feel inclusion, just like anyone else,  and she knows when there is a clear division between her and others for whatever the reason may be.  Claire also understands her lack of independence compared to her peers.  She knows others her age aren’t in diapers anymore.  What am I supposed to do now if we are in public and she needs to be changed?  She no longer fits on the changing table, and I would hate to put her on any public floor, even obviously on top of a mat or blanket.   I want to give her the privacy and dignity that she deserves, and I’m not sure how to do this since since she is so much bigger than a baby who if when in public needs to be changed can be, no problem.  If she needs to be changed, I don’t want her to feel embarrassed in any way and I need to figure out a way to discreetly do this.   She knows others do not need someone to feed them or give them something to drink. She sees her peers coloring pictures with crayons and how they are starting to write their names, or how they are able to hold a book and turn the pages by themselves.

She knows that her peers are way beyond drinking from bottles.  (We no longer use the word ‘bottle’ in our house.  She will have her “morning cafe”  aka: protein smoothie via a bottle (in the privacy of her home) with Mom, as Mom is drinking her coffee… and her “night cap” aka: warm almond milk (in the privacy of her home) right before bed.  (with Mom?  ha.  No… Mom will have her night cap after the kids are sleeping)  🙂     Claire knows she can’t walk and go up and down the stairs, get on/off couches, or move around at all by herself.  During play times, she sees how with my boys, or when other kids are over, she cannot keep up with them.  They run from the outside, inside…  from the backyard to the front yard… from the toy room upstairs to the basement downstairs…  then back up again.  That’s what kids do, as they should!  They are asking each other, “what do you want to play next?”  And they go and do it.  Claire isn’t included in the conversation and decision making, and is often left alone until someone moves her to whatever the next activity is.  After a while of doing this, she’ll resort to her 12-24 month old musical toys that she’s been playing with since she was 9 months old, because pressing those buttons is something she can do by herself.   I’ve observed a similar type situation that Claire had during school one day.  I saw the sadness on her face that came from a moment where she was playing an activity with her friends on the carpet, and they quickly decided a new activity at the opposite end of the classroom seemed more fun… so they quickly got up and moved and she was sitting there by herself, until again, she was eventually moved.    Rett Syndrome or not, it’s just really hard when as a mom, you see how your child feels from the little things that happen throughout the day that may make her feel different, and/or excluded.  I talk to Claire about how everyone is different, and that’s okay because that’s how God made her and she is so special.  But the exclusion and division part between she and others, and how this affects Claire quite frequently, is what’s really hard to see.

The inner strength that Claire has truly amazes me.  That, along with her patience towards others.  Due to her having chronic constipation, she is so tired of her belly hurting, and how when it hurts, it makes her very upset for sometimes hours at a time.  She wakes up at night and is thirsty, but nobody’s around to notice or help her, and she cannot say anything or come in our room to tell us, so she eventually falls back asleep.  Or, like last night, she wakes up in the middle of the night, crying.  I go into her room, and see that she looks so scared.  She probably had a bad dream.  I remember as a little girl, when I had a bad dream, I felt such comfort in telling my parents what my dream was about.  Telling them about it helped clear my mind so I wouldn’t be scared anymore.  I want to get to a point where somehow she can tell me what is making her scared.  Until then, I hold her close and tell her I understand she is scared, and that I love her so, so incredibly much, and I pray that this is enough for her, for right now.

This little girl… my Claire…  she truly is my angel on Earth.  Her smile takes my breath away, literally.  She teaches me more about life than I could have ever imagined.  She continues to remind me to be thankful for the little things, because those little things are really big things.  To see her face light up when she feels understood makes me so happy.  When I see others tune into her and help her feel included by doing whatever it may be, I definitely notice the happiness in Claire’s eyes and appreciate those people and those moments.  This little girl has turned our worlds upside down and inside out.  🙂 Her laugh, her sassiness and her sweetness make her our beautiful little Claire.


Rett Syndrome takes so much away from Claire, and I am slowly starting to realize that this isn’t a bad dream I’m having, but it’s real, every single day, and it’s not going away.  This is the way God intended it to be for some reason, and although I do not understand why God would want any child to face such challenges, He has a plan.  I try so hard to focus on this and the positive.  I try to focus on the many, many blessings we have and were given before Rett, as well as because of Rett.

As I’m finding out though, sometimes this isn’t enough to keep me from still feeling the sorrow I do for Claire, especially when I see how certain situations make her feel.   As the hurt I feel inside continues to grow deeper, the harder it is for me personally, to process it and then take it a step further by talking about it, or writing it down.  So maybe I just stick with the high level updates on this blog regarding Claire, while also connecting you to beautifully written posts from others in the Rett community, like Marta, regarding the other “stuff.”   The Rett Community is one of a kind. The families, the connections, and the camaraderie between everyone is again, hard to put into words (ha) but pretty incredible.  There’s a national Rett conference at the end of June I’m really hoping I can attend for the first time, because I want to personally meet the many people I’ve gotten to know virtually.

At the end of October, which is National Rett Syndrome Awareness Month, we put together a video message from Claire to her “Rett Sisters.”  It was to remind them that everyday, there are people fighting for them and for a cure.  And until then, it was a message to keep trying and keep fighting.  The strength, the patience and the unconditional love that these girls have within them, is simple amazing.  I only posted this video to Facebook back in October, so my apologies if you are now possibly seeing this for the first time.  But, to all of those girls like Claire who work so hard every single day… keep it up.  You are our inspirations.  Know we believe in you, a cure is on it’s way, and until then, keep Roaring.

– Colleen

Off to School


So next week is a big one.  Claire’s first day of preschool.  On Wednesday, I get to drive up to her school’s breezeway.  Claire and I will be met by her 1:1 aide in the drop-off line and I will put Claire into the school’s stroller they have reserved for her.  I will tell her how excited and proud I am of her, and how she’s such a big girl.  I’ll tell her I’ll be back to pick her up in a little bit when her school day is over, and to have a great day.  Then I’ll give her a huge hug and kiss, tell her “see you soon” and I love you… and away they will go into school, and I’ll continue to proceed through the drop-off line before exiting the parking lot.  Wow.  My nerves are out of control right now.  Not only is Claire my youngest, going to school for the first time ever, but she’s “Claire” and letting her go into the world for the 1st time by herself, is beyond scary.  I’m sure I’ll be fine once I get used to it, and I am sure this is 99% harder for me than it will be for her.

I am truly happy for Claire though.  I think this will be great for her – not only from a learning perspective, but for a social and play perspective as well.   I am at peace with our decision to send her.  We’ve met with the school many times over the past few months (technically our first meeting with the school was in January – so 8 months ago!) and over this time, we had a lot to discuss.  The overall experience was emotional and tiring (mostly because this was our first time going through all of this), and it required numerous hours of preparation as we mentioned already.  But it was worth it.  I feel we’ve prepared the school as best we could to understand not only about Rett but about Claire.  And, I feel we’ve set Claire up for success come her first day, best we could.  The school has been great to work with and they may still think “we are the crazy parents – probably a tad over the top” (I joke with them all the time about this) but I also think, since many of them are mothers themselves, they really understand the importance of advocacy in general and they’d do the same themselves for their child.

I feel good about this.  I am excited for Claire.  I think this is going to be okay all around.  I am still super nervous and scared, don’t get me wrong.  When the teachers showed me Claire’s room the other day, I most definitely got teary eyed when I saw her cubby, her circle time area, her desk area, among other things.  I can’t imagine her being there and me not being with her.  We “get” each other because we are together all the time.  We goof around, and have fun.  I believe in her, and I know what makes her tick. We also get through the really hard “Rett” days together too, and although it’s hard to put those moments into words, I will say there is a comfort in knowing we both get it, are on the same page, and agree that Rett Syndrome, truthfully stinks sometimes!

I’d like to share one document I put together for her school staff.  It’s an “All About Me” presentation.  I met with the school staff this week and we went over this specifically.  I’m sharing this because maybe after reading through it, you will learn something new.  Maybe about Rett.  Or maybe about our Claire Bear.  Her personality right now is hilarious.  She’s into a lot of teasing… and enjoying every minute of it.  Enjoy! –Colleen.    >>>> CLICK HERE <<<<

Support Claire – enter to win!




Congratulations to Ryan Quinn for winning 2 Club Seat tickets and 1 parking pass to the Browns game of his choice!

Special thanks to Tim Reilly who championed this idea, and for the 2nd year running, donated the tickets and the parking pass.

Thank you to each and every one of the 46 of you who participated in the raffle.  Your support helped raise more than $1,900 – 100% of which goes directly to The Reilly Irrevocable Trust.  Both short and long term, the Trust allows us to provide Claire with the medical necessities and care she needs when we wouldn’t be able to otherwise.  Your prayers, words of support, your participation in this raffle – all are very much appreciated.  Thank you for being a part of and making a difference in Claire’s life.  Thank you for being on this journey with us.

– Sean & Colleen


Enter online to win two (2) Club Seat Tickets and one (1) Parking Pass to the 2013 Cleveland Browns game of your choice!

100% of the proceeds are payable to The Reilly Irrevocable Trust for the benefit of Claire Reilly, an amazing 3-year old girl fighting a daily battle with Rett Syndrome.

Click here to read Claire’s Story and click here for recent updates on her progress.


The raffle winner will have their choice of the following Browns home games:

  • BUFFALO BILLS – Thursday, October 3, 2013 at 8:25 pm – OR –
  • BALTIMORE RAVENS – Sunday, November 3, 2013 at 4:25 pm – OR –
  • PITTSBURGH STEELERS – Sunday, November 24, 2013 at 1:00 pm

Tickets are located in the Lake View Club Level at FirstEnergy Stadium in Section 328 (Row 16, Seats 1-2) and the parking pass is for the W 3rd St. Lot.  The package carries a face value of $280.


Rett Syndrome is a rare and devastating neuro-developmental disorder that condemns 1 in every 20,000 little girls to an entire lifetime of challenges.  These girls are born just like most others and develop normally until 12-18 months of age when they suddenly begin to lose acquired skills.  They are robbed of their ability to speak, walk and use their arms and hands – requiring 24/7 care.  ‘Silent Angels’, as they’re often referred, continue to develop mentally only to be trapped by their inability to communicate.  As they grow older, these girls struggle with disrupted sleep patterns, breathing disorders, scoliosis, fragile bones, seizures, digestive disorders and heart problems, even suffering sudden death.  Rett Syndrome currently has no cure and there are no treatments.  Medicine can offer only supportive measures such as feeding tubes, orthopedic braces and surgeries, and trials of standard seizure medications which are often ineffective.


Summer Fun

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Long time, no talk.  So, what have you been up to for the last 4 months?

We’ve had our share of excitement (understatement), that’s for sure.

The Claire’s Crusade Race Against Rett Syndrome as part of the 2013 Cleveland Marathon was an amazing success.  And an amazing amount of work.  Recruiting and organizing 150+ runners and walkers, coordinating pick-up and delivery of race packets, etc. was quite the challenge to say the least.  Seeing the army of Crusaders that assembled over that weekend in mid-May, sporting Claire’s Crusade race gear and increasing awareness every step of the way, made everything worth it.

The post-race fundraiser event was incredible as well – and arguably even more work than the race itself.  Nearly 300 people packed Mavis Winkle’s Irish Pub to enjoy the all-you-can buffet, open bar, raffles and auctions, but more importantly, they learned about Rett Syndrome and opened their hearts, wallets and purses for a great cause.  Undoubtedly worth every ounce of effort.

We understand that we can’t do it alone.  We’re blessed to have unwavering support from family and friends – even strangers.  When Claire was diagnosed, we looked at it as an opportunity – an opportunity to leverage this blessing to make a difference, not only for Claire, but for all those like her.  We took it upon ourselves to jump to the front of the line and help these girls who can’t fight for themselves.  As we suspected, friends and family have been and continue to be right there with us.

Between the Race Against Rett Syndrome and the Race Against Rett Syndrome Fundraiser, we came together to raise in excess of $45,000 for Claire’s Crusade.  Simply astounding.  (Click here for a full recap and photo gallery.)  Thank you…for everything.  Sincerely.

As we were preparing for the race and fundraiser, we had the pleasure of going through the IEP process for the first time as well.  (For those who aren’t familiar, IEP is short for “Individualized Education Plan”.)  This is the excruciating process of negotiating with the school district about how they’re going to go about educating your special needs child and what equipment, services and methods they are going to employ in order to do so effectively.  The process started with the school district presenting us with what amounted to a 12-page contract.  After multiple meetings and several conversations in between, the final “contract” ended up being 26 pages.  Colleen’s countless hours of intense preparation and research made for a favorable outcome – one that we’re definitely comfortable with.  We feel like we’ve been able to open solid two-way communication with the school and that the IEP process will lead to a mutually beneficial relationship – both of which will ultimately benefit Claire.  On paper (26 pages worth), things are lined-up to position Claire for a positive school experience this Fall.  It’s up to us now to hold the school district accountable and work with them to ensure that they execute on the plan we’ve agreed to.

After briefly getting a chance to exhale, we were lucky enough to spend roughly 10 days in the hospital.  Good news was that it was a family affair!  Our oldest son, Nolan, was admitted for an emergency appendectomy.  Good thing he was there, because our younger son, Brendan, was then admitted for pneumonia.  Convenient.  Claire, not to be out done by her older brothers, went in for pneumonia as well.  Brendan and Claire were in and out in the same day.  Nolan got to move in.  What else can you do but laugh?  Hey, at least we were efficient!


The story has a happy ending.  Nolan was released the night before his Uncle Mike and Aunt Carli’s wedding.  He was mad that his stay at Hillcrest would cost him the majority of his baseball season, but he was really upset that he was going to disappoint his aunt and uncle and not be able to honor his commitment to be part of their triumvirate of ring bearers for the ceremony.  God works in mysterious ways sometimes…Nolan recovered quicker than expected (aided, no doubt, by his decision to rip his NG tube out of his nose and stomach because “he didn’t need it” any longer) and was able to be there.  As a result, all five of us were able to be there and share in excitement – Colleen and I were in the bridal party, Nolan, Brendan and our Godson, Jack, were ring bearers and Claire was a flower girl with our niece Caitlin.  All is well that ends well.


In between all of this, we began to notice a change in Claire’s behavior – she just hasn’t been herself.  She hasn’t been smiling as much.  Her left hand hasn’t been moving much at all for quite some time now.  Her right hand is now starting to regress and is constantly in her mouth or pulling at her hair or glasses.  This happened before, but we thought she grew out if it.  Not the case.  Not only is she doing it again, but Claire doesn’t seem able to reach out to her communication device to “talk” to us the way she used to.  Her legs are very shaky and her heel cords very tight.  She isn’t taking as many steps and has been falling more.  Her sleep habits have become more of an issue.  If she falls asleep, she is waking up suddenly more often, and more often than not, she is unable to fall back asleep.  Her naps are hit or miss.  Lately, she’s been staring off into the distance – in some sort of daze.  Strange signs of further regression after a period of much progress.  Doctors have suggested botox injections to alleviate tightness in her heel cords and low doses of melatonin to assist with sleep.

Then, just these past few weeks, Claire started showing seizure like behavior.  You see, with Rett Syndrome, seizures are part of the game.  Every parent, though, prays that somehow their little girl defies the odds and gets to live life without seizures.  We were no different.  But like with every other curve ball Rett Syndrome has thrown at us, we will adjust and we will manage.

After the “seizure”, Claire underwent an EEG.  Results were inconclusive; however, we were now on high alert.  On the way to therapy earlier this week, Claire had another seizure-like episode.  This one was the longest (and scariest) to date.  Luckily, we were able to capture it on video.  Getting video is significant.  Not only can her neurologist at Cleveland Clinic Childrens review the footage, so can her specialist at Montefiore in the Bronx.  The beauty of this is that these experts can consult on the best course of action for Claire as we move forward.

The next step is for Claire to undergo 72-hours of EEG monitoring this weekend.  She is scheduled to be admitted at Cleveland Clinic Childrens tomorrow and will likely be required to stay the weekend and into next week to complete testing.  If all goes according to plan, her neurologists will be able to capture and characterize these “events” we suspect to be seizures.  Epilepsy specialists will be involved and the team will hopefully be able to diagnose and name the events so they’re able to guide treatment and management.  If this particular test fails to lead to definitive diagnosis, we’ll pursue Plan B which will investigate potential breathing abnormalities.  Not uncharted territory – very common, actually, in girls with Rett Syndrome.  Although new for us, there is some comfort to know there is precedence for this type of thing.

Truthfully, this summer has been a difficult one so far.  The dark side of Rett Syndrome is starting to show.  Aside from the medical difficulties, Claire is simply getting older.  She’s your everyday three year old little girl, just one starting to realize that she’s trapped inside her own body and that she is “different”.  It’s heartbreaking.  She’s sassy, she’s frustrated, and at times, sad.  She’s also growing.  It’s harder to carry her around – she’s heavier and has out-grown her stroller.  Shopping with her, for example, used to be simple – now she no longer fits in the front of a cart.  Traveling is difficult due to all of the equipment needed to truly include her in all activities.

Despite all of the “excitement”, Colleen was able to escape to Catawba Island with the kids for a much needed get-away.  We were also able to spend some time there as a family over the 4th of July to celebrate Colleen’s birthday as well.  We’re also really grateful for having some great friends stay a night with us on their way back home from IL to NC. We hope to be able to sneak away for more “summer fun” before the school year starts.


We still hold on to the dreams we have for Claire – independently walk, communicate her needs, etc.  We need to patient…just because a milestone isn’t achieved according to our timeline, or if it was achieved and she’s no longer able to do it, this doesn’t mean our dreams for her won’t come true.  Then again, with Rett, maybe it does.  If that’s the case, we will adjust accordingly.


Update to themed activities


Going on week three for the ‘themed activities.’  Here’s a quick recap, followed by some video of Claire herself in the midst of the action.

We went with a St. Patrick’s Day theme for week one.  It started off a bit shaky.  I wasn’t sure if she was really into this… especially when I told her ‘no electronics’ and we were going to do some other work.  Slowly though, she warmed up to this idea.  And just as she was warming up to everything, I ended up getting sick, which put things on hold for a little bit.  Claire’s physical therapist, Amanda, helped remind me though that it was okay if the “theme” lingered on for more than one week. 🙂  Thank you, Amanda!!  You are very right — life gets in the way (but hearing this also made me relax a bit when we approached the second week and I did not have anything new planned.)   Setting the expectations of having a new theme each week is great in perfect land.  But we don’t live in perfect land, and as I type this, there’s a sink full of dirty dishes, and my goodness, the laundry is overflowing, along with emails and phone calls unanswered, piles of stuff to put away in each room, etc.   But today, Claire and I had a great day, I made a great dinner (why great? Everyone loved it… I’m considering this a win, as it’s not often this happens) and I had some wonderful quality time with the boys when they got home from school.  In perfect land, I can wear all of the necessary hats in a given day and wear them well.  In Reilly reality land, if it takes me a couple weeks (instead of one week) to accomplish a “themed activity” or any activity or project for that matter, I’ve learned to be okay with this, as there is only so much time in a day.

So back to the themes….  we stuck with the St. Patrick’s Day theme for two weeks.  This week, we are focusing on Easter.  Here’s a video (and some pictures) of what we’ve done so far.  It may be tough to see as you look in from the outside, but below are some examples of what (and why) I chose these activities.

The Easter Egg hunt, and the other activities accomplished the following:

1. Physical Therapy – Claire worked on her motor planning and walking skills.  She often knows where she wants to go, but telling her brain how to get there and actually doing it is challenging for her.

2. Each Easter Egg was filled with cheerios because I wanted to incorporate part of her breakfast.  We filled up six eggs, and we got that number from a “Spot Easter Egg Hunt” book we decided to model.  I added an extra egg filled with jelly beans though.  Jelly beans for breakfast too?  Why not.  Added silliness is a bonus.

3. Occupational therapy – She used her ‘fanny pack’ to help gather the eggs since she cannot hold a basket.  We then practiced hand over hand so she could put each egg in her pack.  Later in the video, you’ll see her practicing her OT by attempting to feed herself cheerios.  This is often times hit or miss… but practice is important so she doesn’t lose this skill moreso than she already has.  Finally – we put Easter/Spring objects into her sensory bin, and we played with that.

4. Music – We incorporated a funny bunny song, and she loved this.

5. Math – We counted the eggs, and sorted the cheerios from the jelly beans.

6. Colors – We described each color… followed by her watching a Baby Einstein video on colors.

7. Pretend play – She dressed up as a bunny.   We also pretended she was Spot, gathering his eggs.

8. Art – She colored an Easter Egg, and additional Spring coloring book pages, and decorated each one with Spring stickers.  I helped her by doing this activity hand over hand (OT), and we listened to a few more Easter songs at the same time.  We “puuuushed” the stickers onto the pages, using her left hand, since she’s lost ALL movement in her left hand – any attempt to try and get this back is worth the practice.

9. Speech – I’ve recently learned the Boardmaker software program (I love it!), and therefore was able to customize and print out a “play page” for her.  (see picture)  I also used the iPad to customize other activity boards, where she chose the next activity, and we would go from there…

I am liking these themed activities.  They help me organize my days, activities, therapy homework and thoughts.  There’s a little bit of preparation that goes into each theme, for sure…. but it’s fun.  The boys are really enjoying this as well.  They get excited to join in and that makes everyone, especially me, happy because they are all enjoying an activity together.  Win win, for all.  Happy Easter!!

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One month from today, our little girl will be turning 3.  Yes, 3.  Turning 3 may not seem like a huge deal, but to us, it is.  Why?  It’s because we are now experiencing the reality of a word that before, was just a very distant thought.  We are becoming familiar with a word that has the tendency to create cynicism even among the most optimistic people.  What is this word?  IEP, also known as Individualized Education Program.  I cannot help myself from posting this funny picture below.  Obviously, nobody would put hot sauce on crayons, but it does give you the idea of how IEPs are viewed at times.


Claire will soon be going to school and we will be working with the school to agree on an IEP for her.  It may sound simple, but as we are going through this process, I’m finding that this is everything but simple.  Claire’s IEP will need to be very detailed given her challenges.   We’ve had multiple meetings with the school to discuss Claire thus far, and these haven’t been easy.  She was evaluated by the physical therapist, speech therapist, occupational therapist, school psychologist, augmentative communication expert, and the vision specialist.  They all seem like a great group of professionals.  In fact, after talking with different parents of the school, I am told how happy they are with their decision to send their child, and furthermore, how well their child has progressed since starting.  That gives me hope.  However, my concerns are still there.

First of all, it’s hard sending Claire off into the world, knowing she can’t talk and tell me about her day or if something went wrong.  She can’t use her hands for any type of movements.  She can’t sit on the concrete floor without something behind her because she’ll throw herself backward if frustrated or bored.  She cannot walk independently, sit on a bike, or attempt to go on a swing or a slide.  I know I shouldn’t have compared her to other kids when she was getting evaluated, but I did, because it was right in front of me.  I couldn’t help but notice that they were so much more independent than Claire.  I worry that she’ll not be able to keep up, feel included, or just somehow get lost in the crowd.   We were told she wouldn’t have a 1:1 aide, but Claire most definitely needs one.  Reason 1) safety, and reason 2) to encourage (and help her) get the most out of her learning and play experience.  A 1:1 aide is one thing we’ll need to fight for since we feel she needs one and they feel a 1:1 aide prohibits independence.  I understand this but Claire’s case is different.  She needs the 1:1 to basically be her hands, help her use her ‘voice’ and assist her with each activity.  In addition, the school’s concern is that when a child gets a 1:1 aide, they become too attached to one adult in particular, and that’s not a good thing. Again, I see this point, but in Claire’s case, I’d rather her get too attached (and have to deal with change, as we all do from time to time when people move on to different things) vs. not giving her the chance to fully participate with her peers.

It was tough when the physical therapist told us she knew all about Rett… and then asked Claire to hold a ball and stand.  Due to her apraxia,  it would be near impossible for her to do both at the same time.  Claire fell hard and hit her head.  We were 5 feet away, watching.  The physical therapist was right with her.  It happened so fast.  Claire has a high pain tolerance and doesn’t cry much if she hurts herself.  She cried hard, and seeing this was difficult.  At this moment, I was cynical.  I thought, “we are right here and this happened… what’s going to happen when we aren’t here?”  Along with “why would you ask her to do this if you really knew about Rett?!”    I actually did ask them the second question of “why would you ask her to do this if you truly knew she wouldn’t be able?” and the answer I received was that it was a standard evaluation and they do that for everyone.  That didn’t sit well with me.  I don’t understand that logic since that would have put her in a position where she wasn’t safe.  Who knows… this may just be the beginning of having to grow an even thicker skin myself, or to remind myself to take deep breaths when things don’t make sense.  I do understand that certain processes are important to follow… to a point.

We are meeting with the school again in the upcoming weeks to continue this IEP process.  She’s supposed to start on April 8th (her 3rd birthday) but the more this process unfolds, the more I’m thinking we will hold off sending her right away as we originally planned.  Truthfully, it boils down to comfort level and right now, I don’t think it’s the right time.  Sean and I made this decision this week, and I have to say… I feel a little less stressed (worried) and a little more at peace.  Am I just delaying the inevitable because right now it’s “easier”?  Maybe.

As soon as we made this decision, I got excited.  My plans for her at this moment have changed.  I immediately signed her up for a music class because out of everything, she enjoys music the most.  She’s going to love being around the other kids – an added bonus. Secretly, I’m excited to have this “fun” time with her as well.  It’s not therapy.  It is just a series of mom/daughter moments that we’ll share.  I also signed her up for library storytime.  Finally (and this is where I especially get a bit giddy), I  went to a local teacher retail store this past week, and stocked up on early childhood education learning tools.  I purchased a book that gives you ideas on how to set up weekly lesson plans according to theme.  I also bought an actual lesson plan book, which will help me plan each week with whatever I decide to implement.  Each activity will need to be modified not only to give Claire a chance to do things “her way” but it’s another opportunity for me to build in her in home therapy homework.  I want this to be fun for her and I think it will.  I need a plan to follow myself or else I’ll get lost or distracted in the everyday shuffle.  I always wanted to be a teacher, and when I was at this teacher store looking through everything, I was in heaven!!!  My ideas were flowing and now I just need to put them to practice.


At this time, we’re hoping she’ll be ready in the Fall to attend preschool.  I’m pretty sure she will, and I know it will all happen when it’s supposed to.  It’s just about communication and patience, and trying to understand the needs of the child – and for us to really help explain to others what will be best for her.  It’ll be okay.  We’ll continue to partner with the school to make this happen.  In the meantime, I will try and bring a little more “life” and imagination to the home front, with regards to learning and my “lesson plans.”  (ha ha – love this!)   And if, come Fall, it’s still not the right time to send her, I’m okay with this too.  We’ll figure something out.  Whatever is best for Claire… that is all that matters.

It’s funny how a simple decision can bring you a bit more peace than perhaps the day before.  I’m going to continue to work hard to get her into the right school and setting.  In the meantime, I will most definitely enjoy this whole teaching thing myself, while perhaps even a music class or two with my bright blue eyed little girl.  🙂


– Colleen

Our New Family Addition

Murphy & Kids

We have a new addition to our family.  That’s right… he was born on October 5th, 2012, and is growing like a weed.  He’s currently 14 pounds and doing very well.  He has about the same color hair as Brendan and Claire.  He has brown eyes and a pretty strong frame.  We named him Murphy Brown Reilly…  and he is our dog.  🙂


Sean and I were going back and forth for a while on whether or not we should get a dog for the kids.  We knew we always wanted one… it was just a matter of when and how.  After making a long pros and cons list, we decided now was the time, and the how, well… we will figure it out.  Murphy is a lot of work.  But we are beyond happy with this decision for the mere fact that he is not only teaching the kids how to take care of a pet, he’s giving them a chance to experience an unexplainable type of love that comes with having a pet.

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And after the kids go to bed, I’d be lying if I told you I didn’t really enjoy this time with him.  We have a routine.  When it’s time to relax, I’ll grab my book, give Murphy a treat, and once he’s done with it, he’ll come over and cuddle with me.  Or if he’s feeling playful, he’ll go to Sean who will gladly rough house with him.

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Murphy is our family pet, first and foremost.  He also comes with an added bonus though.  He is a mini golden doodle.  ½ golden retriever, ½ poodle.  He is the type of dog who has the potential to be a human’s guide/companion/helper dog.  While we want him to remain the family pet, we would still like to teach him to do certain things with Claire that we know he’s capable of.  In fact, it’s been recommended that we add a few goals to Claire’s therapy plan, which will require Murphy’s assistance.

One day as Claire’s speech therapy session was ending, Glenna (Claire’s speech therapist) asked how Murphy was doing.  I shot a video of he and Claire the day before and shared that with her.  As she was watching the video, I saw her face light up with happiness.  Below is the video… along with what came across her mind as she was viewing this.  (Thank you Glenna, for sharing your thoughts!)

From Glenna Greenwald:

“As a therapist sometimes I wonder if the skills worked on in therapy sessions ever generalize into other areas of children’s lives. It is something we all hope for but don’t always get to see. When Colleen said she had a great little video clip for me to see, I knew there was no doubt it would be cute. What I didn’t expect to see was that Claire was communicating with her new puppy.

I am sure that there are those who watch this clip and only see a darling little girl and a cute puppy. If that is the case for you, watch again; but this time with new eyes. Here’s why:

First of all, note that Claire starts off by using her single message button that says “Hi, watcha ‘doin?” and then bends close to him… Murphy gives her a little kiss.  They were communicating. Now just in case you happen to think that this was just a random action, she does it again. First, Claire presses the button on her toy to hear a song.  Then she goes back to the “Hi, watcha ‘doin?” button and again presses that, before giving Murphy a tap on his head (which is her way of showing affection to others).  When Claire starts to move away, she turns around and looks for Murphy while gesturing something like “come on”. Claire comes back to interact with Mom for a moment. Once Mom acknowledges Claire’s efforts, Claire waves “bye-bye” and goes in the other room with Murphy in tow.

What could be better than seeing just how much “buy-in” Claire has to the idea of communication? Because of her family and early intervention using augmentative communication methods, Claire naturally extends her efforts to the new puppy. Because of her communication experiences, Claire also assumes that her efforts will be recognized and understood.  And my guess is that Murphy will learn to listen to Claire with understanding from the heart!”

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We’ve only had Murphy for about a month.  It’s pretty incredible to see already, what he’s done for our family…  well, maybe with the exception of how he’s already shown the kids how to escape from his playpen. 😉     -Colleen




Happy New Year!!  I hope everyone had a wonderful holiday season and close to the year 2012.

I am one to make resolutions.  I just like setting goals and having something to work for… maybe not every day, but just to keep myself in check in the areas where a little extra work is needed.

My personal resolution is to get my health back on track… I know, I know…pretty cliché.  But my health has taken a back seat, and I’m hoping to make this a priority again. Right.  Soo… on to the next one.  I would like to simply, blog more.  To do a better job with updating you on Claire, updating you on us.  When we first set out on this “journey”, we created this site to take you along for the ride – “rain or shine.”  I haven’t really done the most consistent job at that.  The last time I wrote was a few months ago.   And for right or wrong, there are two main reasons I haven’t blogged.

One: lack of time.  As a mother of three young children (and a new puppy, Murphy), yes, the days come and go by very quickly.  You know how it goes.  Moving along…

I thought time was the only reason, until recently, I realized it was much more than that.

Two: I really struggle with what to write.  It’s easy to write about the milestones that were made because sharing happy thoughts is exciting and well… also easy to read.  But what about the subjects that are not really exciting or happy?  I don’t want to be a “Debbie Downer” and have you turn away.  But then again, I want to remain real because with Rett, it’s not always exciting, happy and fun.  With Rett, I’ve felt emotions and feelings I never knew existed… the amazing ones, the good ones, the bad ones, and well, the especially ugly ones.  It’s a constant rollercoaster ride.  So do I share the whole story?

Here are a couple of examples:

A few months ago, it was a beautiful, sunny and rather warm Friday in late October.  Claire and I were having the best morning.  I was excited because we were heading out to go tour Claire’s future preschool. I pulled into the parking lot and it just hit me out of the blue.  Sadness.  I realized Claire wouldn’t be going to school with her brothers.  Some of the best memories I have from growing up were sharing experiences with my brother and sister, and their friends.  Our friends.  We were all within 3 years of each other (God help my parents) and we had a blast growing up…  we were very close, and still are.  We always looked out for each other.  As I looked at all of the little buses that were lined up waiting to pick up the kids, I took a deep breath, forced a smile on my face, and told Claire that it was time to go inside… how exciting!  We walk inside and I saw all of the special chairs and walkers, and equipment that I’m not used to seeing within school hallways. Will this chair be okay and safe enough for Claire?  Concrete floors…  will these be okay for her?  Will Claire’s teachers understand her needs, and also, get to know how best to encourage Claire, know her limits, and take the time to learn all of what Claire already knows?  My mind starts racing, and I’m again, feeling worried and just – sad.  We sat on the couch for a few minutes, waiting to meet the school director.  I look over, and saw a classroom door open. Little children with the most adorable faces were all lined up, getting ready to walk to the indoor gym.   I am studying each child.  I look at Claire, and her eyes are glued on them.  Then, all of a sudden, I see one little face that Claire and I are very familiar with:  Madison.  You see, Madison and Claire both go to the same physical therapy place.  They share the same room, and have through the past few months, become friends.  She looked over at us.  Her face lit up, and she says “Hi!” (to me), and then in a louder, more enthusiastic voice, says,   “Hiiii Claire!!”   Just like she does in therapy.  I look at Claire and she’s smiling, big time.  At that moment, I felt comforted… and some of the sadness and worry I had been feeling, slowly went away.  Part of me even felt a bit foolish for being sad in the first place.  It’s all about perspective.  Things could be a whole heck of a lot worse and I have a million reasons why.  In this case though, my child has a school to go to.  It has great equipment.  It has busing.  And most importantly, there’s already a friendly face that will help Claire with her transition to attending.  It may not be her brothers, but it will be okay.

The fall and winter were rough for the other Rett families, and my heart is heavy when thinking of them. “We lost another angel.”  I hate hearing, seeing or saying these words.  It happens way too often, as I’m learning this occurs every few weeks it seems. This fall, we lost Anna, who was 4 years old, and Emma who was 5.  There were several others, and actually one tonight, Breanna who was 16 years old.  Hearing this news, especially after the brightest of moments, is very difficult. Sudden death… this is the reality.  Complications of pneumonia.  Every time she gets sick, will it turn into something more?  When she’s sleeping, or maybe when she’s making a weird noise….is that a seizure?  Is it more?  Is she okay?  We don’t know what’s in store for Claire. We don’t know what’s in store for any of us.   The reality though, is that Rett creates a bit more fear and worry than I would have asked to bargain for.  My mind is always up and down, filled with enjoying the most simplest pleasures and blessings of life, and then sometimes hearing this news, at least for me, causes me to shut down and withdrawal until I can find the strength to think positively again.

I have grown to accept though, that it’s still also okay to experience sadness, anger, and other similar types of emotions, sometimes out of the blue, among the positive ones.  You can’t control emotions.  You can only control what you do with them.  When I need to withdrawal, even if just for a short period of time, I do it.  I say a prayer for God’s grace and a little extra strength, and I do my best to get back on track.  I also say a prayer of thanksgiving, especially for my husband, who is on this ride with me.  He gets it.  He experiences it too.  He gets me.  And on those days where I’m a little “off”, he is extra patient and offers a few more hugs.

We are hoping the more we share with you our experiences with Rett Syndrome, the more you can learn and begin to understand what Claire is going through.  Hopefully word spreads to your friends and families, and then on to theirs.  Taking our story “viral” only helps to create awareness.  Our biggest hope is that this then translates into more involvement with Claire’s Crusade, an organization we established so that through time, we can help make a difference on a much larger scale not only for Claire, but for every girl like her.

I am thinking in order to share with you our experiences (assuming you are also ready to ride that rollercoaster), I need to keep the blogs shorter (for one), but also, simpler. To do this, and to meet my New Years resolution of writing more, I’ll leave you with this:  We made a promise to you – to bring you along rain or shine.  So, here we go!   Some blogs will just be updates on her therapies.  Some blogs will be from others’ perspectives.  Some blogs will just be happy, and other blogs will probably, for better or worse, be the opposite.  It is what it is, and that’s okay.

Happy 2013!!

– Colleen

All Mixed Up


It’s a funny thing about reflection – you look back and realize, in spite of everything, there are common threads of goodness strung through your life and suddenly it’s easy to see just how good you really have it.  It helps you appreciate the “little” things in life.

Then the “devil” hovering over your other shoulder slaps you in the head like you’re crazy.

I’m pretty sure since Claire’s diagnosis I’ve developed some type of multiple personality disorder.  One minute I find myself marveling at life’s simple pleasures, then I twitch and next thing you know I’m incredibly sad, angry at the world – or both.  Before you know it, I’m back – even keeled, calm, cool and collected.  It’s a vicious cycle.  Those of you who’ve been telling me for years that I’m nuts, I’m starting to believe you!

Here’s an example:

I remember standing in Cleveland Browns Stadium during the National Anthem just before kickoff of the Browns season finale against the Washington Redskins just a few weeks back.  This guy’s rendition may have been 2 minutes long (wasn’t too bad actually), but it felt like 2 hours as my head was all over the place. 

As I looked around, it was a beautiful day – sunny, a little chilly, but no snow…totally unexpected for late December in CLE.  I was very happy, very appreciative, very thankful to be there next to my father.  Browns games are our thing – it’s what we do.  We’ve done it since I was 8 years old or so.  Been to every home game with him since (except for that ’86 AFC Championship game…Dad, should’ve taken me instead of Joe – result would’ve been different!) – even while I was working for the team, I made sure to stop by on game day and visit for a few if I could.  Like I said, it’s what we do.  On that day, at that moment, I couldn’t have been happier.

Scanning the crowd, the whole stadium scene, I looked to the field and noticed the grounds crew.  As they typically do, they were lined up along the back of the endzone.  Except today, someone was missing.  In his place were just his shoes with his hat placed on top of them.  Behind them, there were the initials “EE” in a circle on the field wall next to a sign that read “Eric’s Endzone, We’ll Miss You”.  See, a friend of mine from the Browns tragically took his own life the day before.  How terrible.  I hadn’t seen him since I left the team, but he was the nicest person on staff, no question.  Always quick to offer a smile and a handshake, even quicker to ask how you were.  I had no idea he was in that much pain, that he was suffering so much on the inside.  I absolutely felt terrible.  So sad – so sad for him and for those he left behind.

Continuing to gaze out over the field and seeing our country’s flag waiving in the wind, I started to think about how much I take for granted living in this country.  Freedom, for one – definitely thankful for those that fight every day to keep this the greatest country on the planet. 

My mind started to wander through all of the things freedom affords us – life, liberty, the pursuit of happiness, the right to bear arms.  Screeching halt.  (If you remember, this was the weekend after the horrific tragedy in Connecticut.)  What the parents of those children in Connecticut must be going through having their kids gunned down in cold blood for absolutely no reason.  Their lives taken from them before they even had a chance for it to start.  How about the kids who were there, but were spared?  The fear, the terror they must have experienced…their innocence ripped from them.  The fact that we even have to worry about this kind of thing happening is crazy, let alone worrying that it could happen in OUR kid’s school.  Terrible.  No kid should have to go through that, no parent should have to bury their kid at such an incredibly young age.

You know what, it doesn’t matter how kids die – they just shouldn’t.  A few weeks earlier, another girl lost her battle with Rett Syndrome.  I say “another”, because this disorder is a serial killer in its own right – taking too, too many lives (including two more in the past week).  This one was different though.  We shared the same last name as this family.  Their daughter shared the same name as our daughter and the girls were roughly the same age.  This mother was one of the first to reach out to us when word began to spread about throughout the Rett community about Claire’s diagnosis.  Rest in peace Emma Claire Reilly, may you now fly free.  God speed Reilly family.

As I looked off into the sky and temporarily fall into a trance…

You know what, <forget> Rett Syndrome.  Why Claire?  What did she do to deserve this?  Why was she given this life sentence?  Why is she the one forced to live silently, strapped in a chair with her hands wrapped up like a pretzel in front of her face?  Why is she the one going through therapy every day?  Why is she the one who can’t run around and play with her brothers?  Why her?!  <Shoot>, why us – why me?!  I’ve done some things I regret in my time, but nothing to deserve this.  What did I do to deserve to struggle to get through every single day?  Why am I the lucky one who gets to fight with insurance companies, government agencies and schools?  Why did Colleen have to trade her job and her career in for daily trips to Cleveland Clinic?  Why are we the ones who get to constantly cry ourselves to sleep?  This is all bull<honkey>!  Why do our boys even know what Rett Syndrome is – <heck>, why do we?  We were doing perfectly fine before all of this…why!?

Because this is the hand we were dealt.  Because it is what it is.  Because life is only what you make of it.  Because God doesn’t give you any more than you can handle.  Luck of the Irish.  Luck of the draw.  Murphy’s Law.  Whatever.

Claire is daddy’s little girl.  Rett Syndrome will not, cannot beat me.  I will not let it ruin my marriage, I will not let it tear my family apart, and with God as my witness, I will do everything in my power to make sure it does not take my little girl from me anymore than it already has.  I will make sure she has every opportunity, every resource, every specialist by her side so my  dreams, our dreams, her dreams come true and one day I will hear her voice, I will watch her run.  I will help her through this – she is not alone.  You know what, we are not alone.  The boys will be stronger because of this.  WE will be stronger because of this.  This is why.

“And the hoooooommmmmmmmeeeeee of the braaaaaaaavvvvvvvvvvveeeeeeee!” 

Snap out of it – back to reality.  Like the Browns, beaten and battered, we live to fight another day.

Besides the multiple personality issues I’m obviously coping with, and despite what the “devil” on my shoulder may say about it, life is good.  This was never more evident than over the holidays.  Each Christmas card we received reminded me of what great friends we have.  Spending time with family reinforced just how strong our support system is.  Being able to take some time away from work and spend time with each of the kids and with Colleen really solidified what life is all about.  Each day is a gift.  Every person that is in your life is there for a reason. 

My New Year’s resolution?  Try to live more “in the moment”, enjoy the present – don’t dwell on the past, don’t worry (too much) about the future.  Enjoy every minute of today because you never know what tomorrow holds.  Hug more.  Kiss more.  Celebrate the “little things”.


Blessings in Disguise

No huge updates to report on the therapy end – well, not like the last post…which was sort of a big one!  I do have updates though – along with a quick video I put together.

Physical Therapy Updates:

1)    Claire’s walking is about the same as last month.  That’s okay though – we know patience, and although we still don’t know if she’ll independently walk without assistance, we do know she’s getting stronger and more confident with her movements.

2)    Claire is starting to explore her surroundings a bit, and is getting better with her “motor planning” execution.  In other words, within the past month, she has learned how to crawl from the family room to the toy room – and that there is a purpose in doing so.  She now knows (well, remembers) that in order to get to her toys, she first needs to pass through the kitchen.  It’s a simple task that may seem easy to do.  But for Claire, she knows what she wants to do or where she wants to go, however, telling her body to do it, is extremely difficult.  Many times she gets stuck at the kitchen table or chairs, and does not know how to get around them.  The fact that she’s trying, though, is huge.

3)    For the 1st time in a year, she is starting to remember how to cruise along furniture.  Some days she can go from the couch to the loveseat (using the end table to bridge the gap) and other days, she can only from one end of the couch to another.  A few months ago (and for the past year, really) she was unable to do any of this, so again, there is progress.

Occupational Therapy Updates:

Claire is starting to lift her left hand a little bit more.   She is also becoming more purposeful with her swiping or swatting with regards to her right hand.  She especially reminds me to “hurry up” when I’m feeding her… if especially hungry, she’ll leap forward in her highchair and successfully knock the bowl over in an attempt to “do it herself.”  She’s demanding independence!   On a side note, she reminds us that she’s a typical 2 year old when she refuses to open her mouth when you feed her because she doesn’t like what you are giving her.  She’ll close her lips tightly, and turn her face the other way.  When you say “Claire…” she will look at you, sparkles in her eyes, and those lips turn into quite the smirk.

My dream for her, in terms of occupational therapy, is for her to color or paint by herself, feed herself, or pick up an object she wants.  We are exploring adaptive equipment right now, along with additional bracing for her hands.  Crossing fingers, although I do know this category in particular is extremely difficult for our Rett girls.  It’s a long shot – any of the above dreams, so I’ve been told.  However, they are still dreams, and I’m not ready to dismiss these just yet.

Speech Therapy Updates:

We’ve been focusing a lot this past month on literacy.  Ms. Glenna needed to test Claire for some paperwork to track her progress, and we discovered Claire knows her ABCs.   We are currently working on numbers, and I picked up some “easy to read” books because if Claire learns to read, this can really unlock her world in many ways.

Aquatic Therapy:

Unfortunately, Claire’s therapist has been out on medical leave so she hasn’t been in the water much.  I hope to get her back in asap.  I called a different location and we’re hoping to get her started within the next couple of weeks.

Music Therapy:

Claire, her brother, and “Grammy” (one of Claire’s grandmothers) went to a music class – for all kids ages 0-5.  It is through a place that offers individual music therapy.  The class was a huge hit and we’ll get her enrolled somewhere – right now, I’m thinking that she would enjoy more of the class type setting vs. individual, because she’s showing a big interest in being around other children.

In closing –

This is a more thorough update than normal – hopefully not too long.   I’ll close with the following thought:

I remember at one of our 1st Rett support meetings, another mom told me that with Rett, everyday is “consistently inconsistent.”  I understand what this means now.  Some days, Claire does great and is on top of her game in therapy, or just in ‘general’.  Other days, apraxia sets in, and it’s almost like a “reset” button, where she is starting from scratch and really struggles to do even the simplest of tasks… even the tasks she’s done over and over previously.   I especially struggle with these days because Claire is frustrated and tells us with her communication book that she “wants to do what the others are doing,” that “she’s mad, or sad” or “frustrated.”   Or some times, she cries a lot, and I don’t know what’s wrong or how to help her… and she doesn’t know how to tell me… so this takes its toll.  Those moments are the ones that are the most difficult.  With any parent, when you child struggles, you want to help them, disability or not.  So those are the times where you chalk it up to ‘one of those days’ and know that tomorrow is a new day.

One small goal I had for myself, was to learn how to put together a slideshow.  I know, I know.  I may be a bit behind technological times.  But, it’s been on my list as a personal goal for a while, and somehow last night, I just did it.  Hope you enjoy!

I call it:  Blessings in Disguise.

As Claire continues to work hard in her daily therapy sessions, her brothers, who are many times behind the scenes by default, shine through in so many ways.  These boys are amazing, and we are so proud of them.  They have learned about a unique type of love that’s extraordinary and hard to put into words.  We all have.  And this is a small example of what people refer to as a “blessing in disguise.”  These boys are something else.  All three kids are.  And for this, Sean and I are blessed.