Floor time with my siblings is always fun!

Even though my floor seat is getting too small; I enjoy sitting eye-to-eye with others. We decided to play a board game. It was Jeremiah’s idea. But, me and Josiah are the ones playing.

A friendly game – turned battle. And I won (*evil laugh*).


We picked up my new wheelchair! I have always struggled with self mobility. I was either being carried or pushed around in a stroller. We used an infant stroller (a stroller with the infant carrier attached) until I was 2, maybe 2½. We used it from time-to-time without the carrier; and even less as I got closer to 3. Sometimes Dad would use our Kangaroo pouch.

Now, I have wheels! My new wheelchair is pretty cool. It’s flexible, easy to store, and I can use it in the house (unlike the stroller).


My primary source of mobility was a stroller with an infant carrier attachment. From time-to-time we would remove the carrier and use the stroller by itself. When I wasn’t using the stroller, Dad would carry me or use a Kangaroo chest pouch.

I started using an infant walker six months ago. It was the first time I practiced movement on my own. The walker made it easier to maneuver around on the hardwoods, but I had trouble moving around on the carpet. As I grow, the walker is becoming more and more troublesome to use.

Now I have a gait trainer. I’ve been using the gait trainer for about a month. Unlike with the infant walker, I can practice using the gait trainer with my AFO’s and I can move freely across the carpet.


I was born weighing 5lbs, 11oz. That’s small compared to my brothers and sister. After 3 days of very little nutrition, I went home weighing 4lbs, 11oz. I probably wore a newborn diaper the first few months of my life. I remember celebrating when I finally reached a size 1.

Now weighing a little over 20 pounds, at 3 years old, I need a 3½. A 3 is too small; a 4 is too big. Slow growth is still growth.

Side note: My sister twisted my hair in this picture. 🤪


There’s a really nice man who makes these standers for children who have trouble walking and standing on their own. The goal is to help with core and leg strength. Because I’m so little, our PT had to cut pool noodles in half to give me extra side support.

The black straps [across the back] supports my legs and butt so I don’t fall. I can practice standing alone, but not unsupervised. The tray supports my upper body. I can also use it for toys or to eat.

The stander is a good way to get stronger. I stand until my knees start to buckle or, until I start to slouch. That’s when Mom knows I’m tired.


I got my first pair of AFO’s, ankle-foot orthosis (a few months ago). My physical therapist at Children’s Hospital of Alabama casted my legs and feet to get a mold measurement for my custom shoes. We could choose a one color print, or a design print with cartoons, superheros, or a sports team. We went with the Spiderman print; blue insoles and straps!

I don’t like wearing them. The goal is 30 minutes everyday; 🤪 that doesn’t always happen.


My brother [Jeremiah] saw blood on my hands, jaw, and chair. I was chewing on my finger at the time. Mom came, rinsed out my mouth, then realized I had a loose tooth.

I’ve been to the dentist before. We learned then that my teeth were different. They are discolored, kind of orange tinted; and because of my bilateral cleft lip and palate, they’re all over the place.

Mom wiggled the loose tooth and it came right out. It was hollow, thin, and weirdly shaped. Honestly, I can’t even tell it’s missing.


COVID-19 has taken over the world! We have been quarantined since March 13. My brothers and sister are doing school work at home. Even my big brother is home from college. It’s fun having everyone home but it’s not so fun being on lock down.. The recommendations are to hand wash, be socially distant, and wear a face mask. We enjoy the sun from our back porch; and some times we take a drive. Overall, we are sheltered in place, literally!

Many of my annual specialty appointments were cancelled. The hospital called saying we should not come in. One appointment was through TeleHealth via Zoom. I had my 3 year old check up in town but that was it.

I was supposed to start school on April 6 but COVID stopped that. I am getting online instruction like my brothers and sister. My Mom is really focusing more on my PT/OT and speech skills; especially since I’m not receiving services right now.

Hopefully COVID will soon pass and things will get as close to normal as possible.


I was born with Bilateral Cleft Lip and Palate. I wasn’t even a year old and I was prepping for surgery #3. This surgery was to close my cleft lip. Surgery was scheduled at Children’s Hospital of Alabama. We planned for 2 days; we were there 4. Everything went exactly like my doctor said it would. My face was swollen, I had a plunger in my nose, and I had to wear arm splints; but everything turned out good. One of my nurses [even] said we’ve “changed her life”. We contradicted everything she learned in nursing school about Trisomy 18.

After surgery I was given nutrition via IV fluids. I had to stay inpatient until I was able to take my bottle. After many attempts, I finally got it and they let us go home!

I developed this skin rash on my head; not sure how. The doctors treated it, as best they could, while I was admitted. I was referred to Dermatology. After a few visits, and several cultures, we were told it was Staph.