Melly Was Here

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The Loves of My Life (in order of appearance) – Sundance

on March 25, 2013

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Once upon a time, there was a mother of an 18 month old. She felt things were going well, this motherhood gig wasn’t too hard, she was pretty good at it. So, she and her husband decided to have another. They prayed for God to give them another child, because you know, they were so good at parenting.

God decided to teach them they did not have it all figured out. God gave them their second son, another little blonde, with shiny brown eyes.

And, they soon realized that everything they thought they knew about parenting, about love, life, themselves and the world was incorrect. They didn’t have it all figured out, not even close.

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This little boy would change their world. He would complete their family and make them better people. He would teach them that even the curveballs that life throws you can be amazing.   He would teach them that even if life doesn’t end up the way you had planned, it can be better than you ever dreamed it could be. He would teach them to slow down and enjoy –  cherish – all those little things that you are too busy to cherish.  All those quick moments that could pass without you noticing, but are really what make up a life.  An amazing life. He would teach them not to accept the cards that you are dealt if they don’t feel right and to question.

Sundance is funny and smart, sweet and affectionate, brave and tenacious.   Sundance was diagnosed with autism at 3 1/2 years old.  Now, at 9 1/2  he has come so far, overcome so much, and made us all better people.  Everyone who knows Sundance loves him and thinks he is a pretty cool little dude.  And, they are right.

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I have a lot to say about autism and you can bet I will talk about it in later posts, but I’m not going to really talk about it in this post.  Because Sundance is so much more than his diagnosis.

He likes to swim and be outside.  But, he does NOT like to go on runs with me.   He is very competitive. He once woke me up in the middle of the night to tell me that I did not beat him at a board game (even though I did).  He loves chocolate.  He loves to golf with his brother and daddy.  He loves to stay in hotels and eat at restaurants.

Sundance’s language is delayed.  We are just now able to have conversations with him.  He has so much to say and slowly but surely, the language is coming.  He isn’t able to answer questions about what he wants to be when he grows up and other things we tend to ask kids.  I think he will be an artist of some sort.  He sings and makes up songs.  We are looking into piano lessons for him.

Sundance is his own person.  He doesn’t seek approval from others.  He knows what he wants and what he likes.   He will compromise, but you have to earn it.

We have all the same dreams and hopes for our second born son that we do for his brother.  We have no reason to believe he can’t accomplish all the things in life that others accomplish.   He (we) might have to work harder to get there, but that’s ok.  He’s certainly willing to work hard (except at his math homework).  And with all he has given to us, it’s the least we can do.sundance4

I love you, Baby Boy.  I love  you. I love you for who you were, who you are and who you will be.  I thank God that I am your mommy.


2 responses to “The Loves of My Life (in order of appearance) – Sundance

  1. Michelley says:

    A beautiful tribute to your beautiful boy. You are blessed, and so is he to have you for a mama.

  2. Chelle says:

    Beautiful story. Beautiful boy. Beautiful family. Beautiful friend.

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