Posts by Alison Kacer
A Good Enough Mom
I never want to come across as having it all together. Because the honest truth is, I do not. No one is doing it all. And if they claim to, then they are either lying, have a lot of help, or forgot how hard it is raising tiny humans. I don’t share too often the tough parts. I’m a sensitive person and always have been. I don’t like to be criticized or challenged. Sure, I’ve grown a lot in this role of special needs parenting. But I’m a people-pleaser by…
Read MoreA Touch of Kindness: The Story of a Lost Stuffed Chicken and Restored Faith
Sometimes it feels like the world is against us. A constant fight for what my son Lucas needs and deserves. And then there are times I’m reminded that’s not always true and our faith is restored. We experienced an amazing act this week and it may sound so silly to some. But it was absolutely everything, especially to this sweet boy. Lucas has a worn out and well loved stuffed chicken. Many in Lucas’ world know how special she is to him. A gift, almost 8 years ago, from Lucas’…
Read MoreWe Used to Dread Haircuts
Progress. That is what this photo shows. Night and day progress. Years ago, taking this photo would not have been possible. Instead, I would be standing right next to Lucas and his Dad on the other side. I couldn’t take him alone. That would be a disaster. His hair would be so long it would become unmanageable. Washing it was too hard, so we’d have to make the dreaded appointment. I’d wear the least amount of clothing possible. Why? Because my body temperature would rise in an instant. My face…
Read MoreLife Changed With Autism, But He Stayed The Same
Five years. It seems unbelievable it’s been that long. After a four month wait we made our way down to Minneapolis. It was one of those weird days in August that was cool and dreary. We were early of course. I don’t like feeling rushed. The place we were going was close to the fair grounds. The “Great Minnesota Get Together” had just started and I didn’t want to be late. We had waited too long for this appointment. I remember driving by wishing it was Sunday. The day we planned to attend…
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