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His Twin Sister Gabby
This little guy is so beautiful!
I Love You Buddy!
They are Best Buddy's
He Loves His Big Sissy!
Emma
Sam & Auntie Lisa
Sam & Uncle Marc
Sam & Uncle Francis
Sam & Brittany
Darcie & Her Autism Mama Friends
Silent Auction Night
My Uncle Fran's Place
Follow Sam on his journey to cure his Autism.....
Welcome Everyone...
I've decided to start this blog for Sam so that I can keep you all posted on his progress. I will do my best to post as often and I can and add pictures of him as they come along. He's an amazing little man and I love him more than words can say. He's doing so awesome and I look forward to sharing his journey of Autism recovery with all of you....
Love to you all!
Darcie
Love to you all!
Darcie
About Samuel...
Sam's Best Friend
His Twin Sister Gabby
Super Sam Sheidy
This little guy is so beautiful!
Team Super Sam Sheidy
What is Autism...An Overview
Autism is a complex neurobiological disorder that typically lasts throughout a person's lifetime. It is part of a group of disorders known as autism spectrum disorders (ASD). Today, 1 in 150 individuals is diagnosed with autism, making it more common than pediatric cancer, diabetes, and AIDS combined. It occurs in all racial, ethnic, and social groups and is four times more likely to strike boys than girls. Autism impairs a person's ability to communicate and relate to others. It is also associated with rigid routines and repetitive behaviors, such as obsessively arranging objects or following very specific routines. Symptoms can range from very mild to quite severe
Mom and Her Little Man
I Love You Buddy!
Dad With His Pride and Joy
They are Best Buddy's
Kristie with Her Favorite Brother
He Loves His Big Sissy!
Sam's New Niece
Emma
Family is Special
Sam & Auntie Lisa
Family is Special
Sam & Uncle Marc
Family is Special
Sam & Uncle Francis
Family is Special
Sam & Brittany
Puzzle Piece Tattoo Mama's
Darcie & Her Autism Mama Friends
The Coltsville Mothers
Silent Auction Night
Welcome To Holland
I am often asked to describe the experience of raising a child with a disability--to try to help people who have not shared that unique experience to understand, to imagine how it would feel. It's like this...
When your going to have a baby, it's like planning a fabulous vacation trip.--to Italy. You have a bunch of guidebooks and make your wonderful plans. The Colosseum. The Michelangelo David. The gondolas in Venice. You may learn some handy phrases in Italian. It's all very exciting.
After months of eager anticipation, the day finally arrives. You pack your bags and off you go. Several hours later, the plane lands. The stewardess comes in and says, "Welcome to Holland."
"Holland?!" you say. "What do you mean, Holland? I signed up for Italy! I'm supposed to be in Italy! All my life I've dreamed of going to Italy!"
But there's been a change in the flight plan. They've landed in Holland, and there you must stay.
The important thing is that they haven't taken you to a horrible, disgusting, filthy place, full of pestilence, famine and disease. It's just a different place.
So you must go out and buy new guidebooks. And you must learn a whole new language. And you will meet a new group of people you would never meet.
It's just a different place. It's slower-paced than Italy, less flash than Italy. But after you've been there for a while and you catch your breath, you can look around, and you begin to notice that Holland has windmills, Holland has tulips. Holland even has Rembrandts.
But everyone you know is busy coming and going to Italy, and they're all bragging about what a wonderful time they had there. And for the rest of your life, you will say "Yes, that's where I was supposed to go. That's what I had planned. And the pain of that will never, ever go away, because the loss of that dream is a significant loss.
But if you spend your life mourning the fact that you didn't get to Italy, you may never be free to enjoy the very special, the very lovely things about Holland.
Words of Emily Perl Kingsley
When your going to have a baby, it's like planning a fabulous vacation trip.--to Italy. You have a bunch of guidebooks and make your wonderful plans. The Colosseum. The Michelangelo David. The gondolas in Venice. You may learn some handy phrases in Italian. It's all very exciting.
After months of eager anticipation, the day finally arrives. You pack your bags and off you go. Several hours later, the plane lands. The stewardess comes in and says, "Welcome to Holland."
"Holland?!" you say. "What do you mean, Holland? I signed up for Italy! I'm supposed to be in Italy! All my life I've dreamed of going to Italy!"
But there's been a change in the flight plan. They've landed in Holland, and there you must stay.
The important thing is that they haven't taken you to a horrible, disgusting, filthy place, full of pestilence, famine and disease. It's just a different place.
So you must go out and buy new guidebooks. And you must learn a whole new language. And you will meet a new group of people you would never meet.
It's just a different place. It's slower-paced than Italy, less flash than Italy. But after you've been there for a while and you catch your breath, you can look around, and you begin to notice that Holland has windmills, Holland has tulips. Holland even has Rembrandts.
But everyone you know is busy coming and going to Italy, and they're all bragging about what a wonderful time they had there. And for the rest of your life, you will say "Yes, that's where I was supposed to go. That's what I had planned. And the pain of that will never, ever go away, because the loss of that dream is a significant loss.
But if you spend your life mourning the fact that you didn't get to Italy, you may never be free to enjoy the very special, the very lovely things about Holland.
Words of Emily Perl Kingsley
My Uncle Fran's Place
Sam's Music
2 comments:
I love this site you guys put together! He really is such an amazing and smart little man! He amazes me each and every time I'm with him. I see such huge strides and I know that a lot of is the wonderful school you guys worked so hard to get him in but I think so much more of it has to do with you and Adam and the amount of time you give him. I can't wait for the walk next month...and the walks we'll be doing for many years to come! I love and admire you guys more than you'll ever know! Kim
this is so special. thanks for sharing.
*you inspire me too girl!*
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