Monday, October 15, 2007

Last One


I just gave Ashton his last injection. We will start tomorrow morning with insulin in his shiny blue pump. There is always the possibility that Ashton will decide that he prefers not to have the pump, but for now he has been amazing. He has not complained once about the odd contraption attached to his abdomin and has been very excited about the syringe free countdown.

Saturday, October 13, 2007

4 To Go


Today we had to change the infusion site all on our own. This time Ashton did not cry. I can not say the same for myself. But I did cry less than last time and so overall I think we did great!
4 to go.

5 To Go



5 to go

Thursday, October 11, 2007

9 To Go

9 to go

10 To Go

Yesterday, Ashton and I started insulin pump training. It was a nerve-racking three hours that culminated in me sticking a long needle into my son’s stomach. He cried, I cried. He stopped crying, I kept crying. The good news is that once we all get the hang of this, we will be able to be more flexible with schedules and with meals. Up to this point, Ashton has never been able to sleep in, eat when he wants, and not eat when he isn’t hungry. We will soon be able to do all of these things without keeping such a tight schedule (but I love a good schedule, so that won’t change too much!). Right now we are in practice mode and the pump is filled with saline. Next week we get the insulin and for now Ashton is counting down to Syringe Free Living by pulling off a paper syringe every time he gets his insulin injection. We only have 10 to go.

Monday, September 24, 2007

I choose school over my mom

Ashton loves school so much that he wants to live there. I told him how much I would miss him and about all the things that he would miss if he didn't live with us, but all he said was, "I wish they would put a bed in my school." Now he won't even tell me about his day. Today I asked him, "Can you tell me what you did at school today?" He said, "I'm not having any discussions right now." There is no way I can ever let him leave and move away for college. If he is not going to be "having any discussions" on the 7 minute car ride home, then there is no hope for a phone call when he is away.

Friday, September 14, 2007

The First Day of School

Monday, September 10th was Ashton's first day of preschool. He has been very excited and I was very excited for him. His only concern was regarding the bathroom, since we had not seen it on previous classroom visits. His teacher showed us where the bathroom was and he waved me off without a second thought. I was eager to hear all about his first day and decided to sit down and have a formal interview with him. Though I have no experience interviewing for publication, I think that you will get a grasp of the depth of Ashton's thinking: the rules, the bathroom, and a fasination with broken body parts. You will also find that he has come up with a solution for "stranger danger."

The first thing Ashton said to me when I picked him up from school was, "I listened to what the teacher said." And this is where the Q&A begins:

Q: What did she say?

A: The rules to keep you safe.

Q: What kind of rules?

A: I don't know, and she did like that (he puts both hands on top of his head).

Q: I know that you had some concerns about the bathroom- how did that work out for you?

A: Good.

Q: Did you have to use the facilities?

A: Yes. I didn't let anyone go in with me cuz that was the rules, right?

Q: (I shrug) Earlier you mentioned a sign, what was that about?

A: You turn it to red.

Q: For what?

A: For when you have to go pee or poop.

Q: I see. Did you play with any other kids?

A: Yeah- but I tried to play with Mr. Potato Head and I helped a guy and then lots of guys helpded.

Q: Did you see anyone there that you know?

A: I saw Connor. But Ben, Trent, and Hayden didn't come. There are a lot of guys there.

Q: What was your favorite part of school today?

A: When I gotted to turn the sign on the bathroom red and green. When your done you turn it back to green. That's my favorite part of school, when I get to turn it red or green when I go poop or pee. But you have to get the teachers help cuz guess what? Because they don't have a potty seat!

Q: Good thinking. The teachers told me that you like to talk a lot. How do you feel about that?

A: Good.

Q: Is there anything else about school that you would like to tell me?

A: Nope. There's nothing else to tell you about school.

Q: Please tell me about this drawing you did.

A: This is me and I'm sad because I got shampoo in my eyes. (At school, he told one teacher that the drawing showed him with broken hands. He told the other teacher that it was a broken arm.)

Q: What's this other part [of the drawing]?

A: It's for bad guys.

Q: What do bad guys do with it?

A: I just turn it on and they die. And then something happens to their legs and eyes. And I'll take it to someone's house and if they turn into a stranger I'll use it and then they'll die.



Ashton ended the interview at this point, but mentioned that his post should have a picture of him and Connor. So, here they are. Ashton and Connor have known each other since they were born, and live right next door to each other. They are both very excited to be in the same class.

Thursday, August 30, 2007

The Beginning

Lets start at the beginning: Ashton was born on Friday, November 7th, 2003 at 7:48 am. He weighed 6 pounds 10 ounces and was 21 inches long. I had a c-section because he was in full breech; flipping completely over a mere 2 days before my due date. He had a head of spikey hair, and of course, was beautiful. He has an old soul and a big heart.

His first year was like most babies-poopin', eatin', not sleepin'. The kid didn't start sleeping until he was 5 months old. And he had "mild colic" which means that he couldn't digest milk, so it was no dairy for mama. I was fine with most soy products, but the soy ice cream was unbearable. Ashton loved to look at his hands. He was amazed by them. He also loved books and was always very gentle with them. He always had a book with him and was content to sit at his bookcase for long stretches of time. He seems to really love language and I swear to you that he loved listening to me read Chaucer to him. His first word was mama. The theme for his first birthday was Books because it was his favorite activity during his first year.



His second year started out well, with a few bumps along the way. Ashton was a big hitter and pretty much abused me everyday. It was a very hard habit to break him from. He also decided that he absolutely would not sit in a cart, so we started what I called "cart training." There is a local store where it typically has screaming children and mothers, and at 7 am we would go, Ashton and I, to work on his issue. I would strap him into the cart, hold him down with one arm, and proceed to "shop." We never bought anything, but he learned real quick that he wasn't getting out of the cart because of some (embarrassing) screaming. Although he still wasn't walking, his language was developing rapidly. This helped us a lot when he was diagnosed with diabetes at 19 months old. He doesn't know it, but him being able to communicate to us what he wanted and needed while in the hospital was a great help. But this is not what I want to write about. So, Ashton started walking at 14 1/2 months old. Don't ask Chadd, he will tell you the wrong time, but who really asks Chadd much of anything of real importance? And after the walking came the immediate love of sports ('Ball' was his second word). Football was the theme for his second birthday.



I'll try to sum u
p a little bit: He is now a very smart and sassy 3 year old. We had a "Cars" theme because that was the first movie he saw at what he called "the movieater." He loves all sports but seems to be particularly interested in football (anyone guess why?). He loves dinosaurs and has a dinosaur room. The Children's Museum in Seattle and the Museum of Natural History in New York were awesome for him because of all the dinosaur exhibits. If you ask him his name he will respond, "Ashton the Big Brother." He loves his sister, but he loves her even more when she doesn't touch his stuff. He is a sweet and sensitive boy and not a day goes by where he will at least once just say, "mom, I love you." He will be starting preschool within the next week or so and he is excited, but he is pretty perturbed that he will not be riding a bus. He tells anyone that will listen that "I'll be 4 on my next birthday." He thinks that he wants to have a puzzle theme for his next party.

Wednesday, August 29, 2007

I Did It Myself


ashton california george fornia
*Ashton wanted to create his own blog so he chose the layout, colors, fonts, etc. He also wanted to write the first post so he typed in his name and the names of his friends. Ashton is sitting center, with California to his left. California is big, black, and likes to play football. Today he is wearing a blue shirt. George Fornia (sitting to Ashton's right) is smaller than Ashton and California, so they don't play with him all that much. George Fornia is also wearing a blue shirt.