Playing the hand your dealt

Coming to you from Vancouver, BC where I am raising my sons T age 4 and A age 2. We have been here for a year and are starting to feel settled.



T has exhibited behavioral problems from the early age of 18 months, and even before he never really was a "happy"baby, always very serious and dispositioned to difficulty. His behavior from the age of 18 months to present has just been an evolution of defiance. I keep a behavioral log in the home, and hope this blog with the right demographic following will expand our support network.



The title of this first posting is somewhat of a mantra for me. Being pregnant, engaged, married, pregnant again, and divorced within a 2 year time span left me with a lot of regrets. I am very slowing wrapping my head around playing the cards that I was dealt. In the game of life and rasing kids, there is no such thing as changing in cards at the hopes of making a better hand.


After years and years of doctors, assessments, waitlists, and pure frustration, we have a plan. And though I accept the cards I was dealt, I am not against rolling the dice from time to time. Now is our time and we are giving them a nice long toss!