While cooking dinner this evening, John walked up to me, raised his hands above his head and said, "Up," for the first time. I looked down at him and lifted him up and praised him for using his words.
This was not only a big moment for John, but for me as well. When the girls were toddlers, I wasn't able to lift them while standing, much less hold them while I cooked dinner at the stove. I couldn't control the tears stinging my eyes and found myself hugging my little boy.
Sure it took me longer to finish making dinner with John on my hip, but this was a moment I will treasure in my heart forever.
After living the first 33 years of my life thinking I had Spastic Diplegia, a form of Cerebal Palsey, I was correctly diagnosed with Dopa Responsive Dystonia (DRD). I am on new medication and doing things that I never imagined possible. This has changed the lives of my husband and two daughters. I truly believe that I am living a miracle each and every day. Life can't get any better than this!