Today is chilly and rainy, nothing like the day you were born. You were born on the very last day of a long and hot summer, actually one of the hottest on record. I remember it was still in the middle 80′s that late summer afternoon that you arrived. You have grown incredibly this year. Regularly, when people ask how old you are, they are shocked to hear you are only just turning 8 years old because you are so tall. I have a feeling that you are going to be tall like your Dad’s family. This morning as I dropped you off at school, I helped you carry your cupcakes and juice to class. A new student in your class came up to me and said, “Are you Ryan’s Mother?” I told her I was, and she said, “I am so happy to meet you, Ryan is a great person, he is very special to me.” I thanked her, and told her that you were also very special to me.
You have had a very hard year little one. I wish I could of protected you from everything that happened this year to you medically and in school but I could not. Right now you are finally off the crazy inducing epilepsy medicines. It has been about a month and you have not had a seizure. Everyday I wake up and hope today is a day that you stay seizure free. The epilepsy medicines tend to ramp up your ADHD and they changed you in profound ways. You lost so much of who you were when you were on them. The day you stopped the medicine was a great day in our family. You had a hospital stay this year and endless appointments for evaluations. After a while this summer you were just over it all and you insisted that we take a day and go to the beach. You still talk about the day, the earthquake, the amusement park, and the restaurant for dinner, I know it was the highlight of your summer. It was great to see you so happy.
You are still swimming. We are now on break between the winter and summer season. You had an amazing start to your summer season but it all fell apart after you were in the hospital and they tried a medicine change. You had fun and that is what matters. The coach was very young this summer so I helped to keep you on task by swimming in the empty lane next to yours. You loved that I did swim team with you and I helped you keep from fighting with Aaron. I know you look forward to the winter team. We have to work on getting your homework done in a timely manner so that we can swim.
You and Aaron have a love/hate relationship these days. You are still very close but your fighting has ramped up. When you are overwhelmed by too much stimuli, or are acting out you tend to make it all Aaron’s fault. I know Aaron can be annoying with his incessant baby talk chatter of late. We still have to be kind to him and you have to take responsibility for your own actions. I promise, it will pay off in the long run. Yes, I will admit to you here the baby talk is enough to send me over the edge most days too.
Your first tests at school went well. You received a 100% on your math and spelling tests but a 15% on your reading comprehension. I know that reading comprehension and writing are so hard for you and you are struggling. Your Dad and I are committed to doing everything in our power to get you the help you deserve while helping you celebrate your strengths. We are your biggest cheerleaders Ryan, and we fight for you and your issues with everything we have.
Lately, you have become obsessed with tools. Even when you are not using your tools you carry them around with you. You regularly can be found looking at books in your room holding a screwdriver, which I find delightful. You want blue prints and to build things. I have been trying to find you safe broken electronics to take apart and I keep my eyes out for scrap wood for you. I love to hear your ideas about building, blue prints, and the limitless possibilities tools hold for you.
I hope 8 years old is a glorious time for you my little elfy looking redhead. You are a unique cool kid and I am very proud to be your Mom. May this be your best and healthiest year yet.
Love your Mom.