Even with all this evidence on how much my wrapping is working, they are STILL telling me I wrap Nicky too much. I swear, it will never end. Isn’t prevention key? My job is to keep my head above water for Nicky’s sake, which can be an unsurmountable task at times.  God can and will give you more than you can handle, it’s up to us to decide what can wait and what cannot. Last night I came THIS CLOSERead More →

For many years to come we survived on donated bandages or, worse, washed and re-used bandages. It’s heartbreaking for everyone to see my son not only suffering but deteriorating before our very eyes.  The death of my child changed me in ways I cannot ever explain nor express the monumental importance of. When you hear a bereaved mom mention the name of their child in heaven, just listen. I will continue to fight, just as all parents on this journeyRead More →

Life hands us raw deals, and we can either laugh or cry, and while I am not sitting here telling you I’ve never cried, nowadays I try my best to enjoy life, enjoy the little things, enjoy the moment, take it all in. I don’t intend to host a pity party by sharing my pain and struggles — by sharing, I think I help open minds to what Epidermolysis Bullosa looks like.  The problem with the scarred areas is thatRead More →

Don’t know what to say? Google “what to say to a special needs mom” or “what to say to a bereaved mom” and you will be inundated with amazing, perfect sentences you can add to your repertoire and make you look as the most amazing, empathetic person on the planet. Try it, seriously. You no longer need to abandon your friends and families when they need you, just Google what to say. You will be their hero forever. Nicky’s formRead More →

Just like all EB patients are different, so are the parents. All I ask is a little respect. I’ve taken care of Nicky’s every need since he was born. Please allow me the benefit of the doubt that I know what I am doing. I’m maxed out with advice. And although I respect you, I don’t need you to judge me or assume. I need you to support me and believe in me. I’m doing the best I can.  Read More →

As mothers (and fathers!) we have children for many reasons, none of which include seeing our babies in pain for decades nor burying them. The death of a baby is a scarring event, make no mistake about it. The thing that haunts me the most is that it’s so final. There is no hope to be had, it’s over. Having lost a baby at birth, I can honestly say, from first-hand experience, that the grief is absolutely and completely heart-wrenching.Read More →

Women are a swirl of emotions as it is and my husband often tells me how on earth we live longer knowing how conflicted we are inside all the time. We are. We are emotional bags and this sort of experience is like a tornado of emotions. Forget tornado, how about a category 5 hurricane? Genetics are hard to explain. Trying to make people understand how my son inherited the disorder when his parents do not have the condition isRead More →