Here are some of the pictures which I will directly share from facebook (you don’t need a facebook account to see ‘em).

http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=374918&id=266424125552

We had THE BEST time! Here is my favorite picture of Rachel from the weekend. Just goes to show that you don’t have to see well to have a fun and full life. Experiences like this are more valuable to Rachel than to a sighted child because of her tactile senses.

I think I think I did a sufficient job at flipping Batten Disease off this weekend. Tomorrow morning we’re going ice skating for an hour. Can’t wait! Gotta get them into a swimming pool more often. They love the water (just like their Momma) and love the hottub (just like their Daddy).

I asked the kids which activity they preferred and London was the only one who liked ice skating the best, the other 3 felt sledding was more fun. Rachel was a little hesitant to go sledding (can’t say that I blame her) but I went down with her the first time and shoved her ass down the hill the second time. After that she couldn’t get enough!

John went sledding for the first time in his life today and is quoted to say “that was fun.” I know he liked it more than that but we’ll take it.

Today rocked! I have a few iphone pics to share tomorrow.

Earlier today Rachel told me the money she is saving is for a car. I gently reminded her that she can’t drive a car and she said her “person helper” would drive her in it. I told her she should have Julie drive her.

This sucks so hard. A nightmare. I have noticed she is having a harder time identifying her siblings. As of late she would confuse her brothers but now she can’t differentiate between her sister and brothers. She’ll walk into a room looking for me and if I don’t immediately answer her calls of “Mom, Mommy?” she immediately walks out because she can’t see me. Such a good kid that deserves a full life. I guess I better get moving because I don’t have as long as I expected. Its a very painful lesson. I’m currently looking into planning some mini trips for us when the weather warms up, doing things that can be DONE rather than just seen.

Lots of rage today from her. Her emotional filter is apparently on vacation (hopefully not a permanent one). I’m grateful, in some ways, that Julie, London and Boston are so young because they are doing great in the face of our daily life. But its hard because they cannot grasp the concept of her recent blindness and can’t remember to “keep the floor clear” (or she’ll trip and fall or break their stuff out of sheer frustration). Most adults I know can’t grasp the concept of her recent blindness, either. What does that tell you? My little 3 are awesome with her. I’m starting work with having them identify themselves to her but that will take time.

DO NOT TAKE YOUR LIFE FOR GRANTED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Today I brought up our Geotrax stuff that has been sitting in the basemenrt for at least a year and the kids played with it for HOURS. For whatever reason we don’t have a complete remote control train for the set (either the RC or the train but not a matched pair) and I looked everywhere. The kids manually pushed the trains for hours and had such a good time. I was going to play with the wii fit tonight but I didn’t have the heart to put away their train stuff. They are such good kids

I am absolutely broken over Rachel and what her disease will mean for her future. It is so unfair and I try not to think about it because I just cry hysterically and it doesn’t do me any good. I’m very good about keeping my emotion hidden, especially when I have to. She made me a box for Christmas at school with her paraprofessional with a little note that she had me read out loud. And here I am sobbing but doing everything I can to not let her hear my voice crack. Her hearing has become quite acute as her vision has been failing and she picks up on things she didn’t used to.

I hate this disease and how powerless she is. There is no fighting what is to come. No treatment. No hope. My child is slowly fading away and is generally unhappy, anxious, unsure and not living a life filled with quality and happiness.

And all I want to do is crawl under a rock and die for every moment that I fuss at her for things out of her control. The natural guilt of motherhood has always been difficult for me but it is borderline suffocating now. Balancing 3 presumably normal children who make a lot of noise and hopefully have very long lives ahead of them while taking good care of Rachel and making sure she has good moments and opportunities in her short life. That balance is absolutely impossible to strike and fills me with incredible guilt.

And while I have this inner symphony of juggling and guilt and batten disease and giving them good childhoods, I put a smile on my face and take them places and cook them dinner and show them how to “whack and unwrap” a chocolate orange and making sure they use the correct “Terry’s” terminology. How do you have a normal life in the face of the disease? I’m not sure of the answer but I do know that I am working my ass off to try and make things normal and wonderful and happy.

The kiddos and I already planning to make edible valentines for all of their classmates instead of the lame box o’ cards.

We’re also planning to learn how to make the PERFECT homemade Carrot cake to celebrate the birthdays of my mom, brother and his girlfriend (in March). Anyone have a good recipe?

The kids had microwaved hot dogs with ketchup for dinner. Kind of proves that I feel terrible.

Both Julie and London brought home “manilla turkeys” to decorate and I doubt that our dining room carpet will ever recover from all of the glitter it soaked up tonight. Julie’s turkey is so thick with glitter that I think it needs a custom piece of plywood just to support the weight.

Rachel had a good entrance and exit to school today. We brought Holly (our dog) to school with us and that most certainly lifted her mood and made the transition easier. I think I better bake some cookies for them tomorrow. You can never have a mom who bakes too many cookies, right?

Boston won’t stop eating the organic banilla yogurt. Gross! At least no one is fighting him for it.

Rachel is, right now, watching Nickelodeon as best as she can. Her blindness is becoming more and more apparent.

London is my cookie monster. Can’t keep fresh baked goods in the house for very long with London Jack around.

I am clearing out my email, ordering pictures via shutterfly and tying up some loose ends. I cannot say enough about having a regularly updated “to do” list, it really makes a difference.

gmail + google calendar + google docs = increased productivity and happiness

I love Google!

Rachel goes back to school on Monday. Her new schedule is M, Tu, W, Th. 8:45 – 11:15. I am excited for the new set-up.

This was a pretty uneventful week, the kiddos are all healthy (knock on wood) and Rachel went in to school for some OT and Speech therapy which she enjoyed. Next week she is going back to school on a modified schedule that fits in with London and his preschool hours. She hasn’t been going to school since the week of Disney (Make A Wish) trip.

Julie is sitting next to me playing with her new wooden stamp set that I amazoned her as a special treat. The weather is perfect for October and Rachel, London and Boston are playing on our porch, actually on the other side of the window I am sitting next to. Its very nice to see them playing. Rachel is doing some pretend play in their play structure, pretending it is a ship that she is sailing to California with her GPS. Its nice to see her imagination at play. She started a stimulant medication this morning and I’m hoping that we will see some long-term benefit and behavioral improvement. Her vision continues to get worse, which we know to expect, but it still sucks to see. The blind have their own world that I have never been exposed to but I’ve been thrown into the deep end of the pool and am trying to learn quickly.

London and Boston are back to daycare 2 days a week and are staying until 5 so I can get some work done (which is quite busy as of late). Both boys are in preschool (London is where Julie went and Boston is in the little green school across the street from our house) and they are happy. London is going to be Woody and Boston is going to be Buzz Light year. Julie wants to be a “Girl Frankenstein” and Rachel wants to be a “Mummy.” WTH am I going to find a Girl Frankenstein??? The kids are convinced that I *NEED* to be “Jessie” from Toy Story. Looking forward to Halloween (which is also my last day as soccer coach for the season).

A very nice person is taking my girls out tonight for a couple of hours and I am sitting next to three hampers full of clean laundry with no chance I can get it folded before she comes. I guess, on the bright side, is that the laundry is clean.

Most people say “Calgon take me away” but I’d rather think about this:

I was trying to explain to someone yesterday or the day before that I don’t treat Rachel like she is dying. I still give her a hard time, still throw her on the couch and tickle her until she begs for mercy and I still like to pretend that I forgot her name is Rachel (while I call her Julie). She is a good kid and is upstairs at this very minute babying Holly and playing with Boston in her room.

That boy, Boston, is a heart attack. My heart nearly stopped when I found out I was pregnant with him, and every time he jumps off the couch and especially the time when he took a header into the coffee table. He is wonderful and obnoxious and sure can eat. And more than being best friends with London, he is a therapist to Rachel. He doesn’t run off to be mean because she can’t see, he doesn’t call her stupid or say things like “you don’t even know what a battery is?”. All he wants to do is play with her, be loved by her and team up with her (mainly against me).

Boston Fenway – I am so glad that you are here on this earth.

I posted some WONDERFUL pictures of our awesome Make A Wish trip on Rachel’s facebook page, feel free to look! We met Mickey, Minnie, held an alligator, took Rachel on lots of rollercoasters and met some wonderful volunteers and people at Give Kids the World!

http://www.facebook.com/pages/Rachel-von-Tungeln-LIVING-with-Juvenile-Batten-Disease/266424125552?ref=ts

Julie has been having lots of meltdowns that I would expect to see a few years ago. I think part of that is she is tired but certainly another part of it has to do with Rachel and how she flips out and is so demanding to manage and refocus. Julie is definitely attention seeking and it truthfully is not surprising.

Boys are pretty much the same wonderful / obnoxious little guys that they are. London is back to preschool tomorrow and Boston starts back at his 2 mornings a week preschool that he is so excited for! I’m happy for them. Boston was so excited to go to preschool the Thursday before we left for Florida so hopefully he will transition well on Tuesday.

This coming sunday is our double birthday party for the boys turning 3 and 4. Halloween theme! I want to make it really special for all 4 of the kiddos but not make it too huge. I think either way Rachel will be overwhelmed and I might have to have my Mom take her away early depending on how she does. Who knows, she could surprise us all, right?

I was really happy to see that the University of Iowa just published a report on 9/21/09 that they have found a way to get through the blood brain barrier and treat 2 kinds of lysosomal storage diseases (Batten Disease falls under this group). Here is a link to the article on the BDSRA website:

http://www.bdsra.org/docs/research/nm.2025.pdf

I am starting to plan a handful of fundraisers, some of which will take place this year and a few in the spring. I would so love to see some kind of treatment before it is too late for Rachel. We go to the University of Rochester next week.

http://dbb.urmc.rochester.edu/labs/pearce/bddcrc/clinical_eval.htm

This just doesn’t feel like it can possibly be happening.

I cannot believe that Rachel is dying, slowly losing her vision, her mind and her abilities.

I cannot believe that my Boston is going to be going to his very own preschool program. Nearly 3 years old!

I cannot believe that my London is about to turn 4, is totally potty trained and goes to preschool. Time flies!

I cannot believe that we are going to Disney World in a matter of days.

I cannot believe that I actually drive a minivan and have done so for 5 years.

Sometimes I cannot believe that this is my life, the good and the bad. Yesterday I was a teenager driving an ‘86 For Mustang and today I am a grown-up with some pretty giant responsibilities on my shoulders. How the hell did that happen?