Adrenaline Rush, Endorphin Spike, or perhaps Olympic Envy - whatever it was, I have a new love for Jumping Pillows . There were moments of fear - especially when my brother or husband decided to jump within inches of me. For the most part, it was like flying (with a safety bubble underneath me). Photo credit goes to my brother-in-law, Steve, who was very patient with me and my camera.
These stories describe our journey with Ben, our oldest son. Ben is a sweet and energetic redhead, born with Rett Syndrome, a rare genetic mutation. My husband, Ryan, and I try to keep up with Ben and his two younger brothers. I intend to shed insight into raising a child with disabilities and pass on the wisdom we’ve earned over the past two decades.