Embrace the Fall

Two days ago, we had a birthday party for Alina, who turned five three days ago. Twelve five-year-olds gathered at a gymnastics studio near our house. At one point, my husband corralled all the mommies into the gym to jump into “the pit,” a high jump off a wooden...

He Had Autism

I hung up the phone from a conversation with a friend and walked into the living room. I saw my infant daughter, Alina, asleep in her bassinet, and smiled. But wait a minute—where was Ben, my three-year-old ? Hadn’t he been with Alina in the living room just...

Fruit Salad and the Power of Mom

“MOM!!!! Can you come in here right away???” I ran into the kitchen, expecting to see spilled blood or broken bones, from the tone of my daughter’s voice. Instead, I saw her crestfallen face, and at her feet, a gallon of spilled fruit salad all over...