Tagged with lipreading

Why I Write from Home

Staying at home with kids: Is it really for me? Lipreading mom’s confession: I didn’t think so before I had my first child. The office environment suited me well. I was working for a women’s organization and writing for its magazine. There were weekly planning meetings, phone interviews and research projects to occupy five days a week.  In fact, I … Continue reading

Walking and Advocating with My Kids

Advocacy is always a work in progress… for everyone. That’s why I decided to include my 9-year-old son and 6-year-old daughter in a Deaf and hearing loss awareness 5K walk/run this past weekend. We walked with leaders from our local Hearing Loss Association of America (HLAA) Chapter. I use the work “walk” loosely. My son decided to speed walk … Continue reading

Not Too Sick to Advocate

After several days of a pounding headache, congested throat, stuffy nose and clogged ears, I was in tears. Having sick ears was like poison with my already compromised ability to hear. Hearing aids became useless; all they amplified was the dull rumbling of fluid in the ear drums. And the pounding head made it difficult … Continue reading

Something for the Nice Lady’s Pot

Taking three kids on a Saturday trip to the store make the spare dollars in my purse poof into oblivion. Don’t get me wrong. I like to shop for my children. It’s easy for me to lip read them when they repeatedly say, “Please, please, pleeeeeeeeeeaasse.” And my ears love to hear the words, “Ah, thanks, … Continue reading

Special (Needs) Mom Raises a Special Boy

Special (adj.) – individual, extraordinary, singular, unique, exceptional, distinctive Some would call me a special needs mom. Since I can’t hear my children very well, my special need would be communication accommodations. ‘Face me when you speak,’ I repeatedly tell my kids, ‘so I can lipread you,’ Which makes it all the more interesting when … Continue reading

Confession of a Lipreading Mom #1

I am a mom. And I am also a lipreader. Yet how can one aspect of a life impact the other so? Ten years ago, give or take a few months, I had my first child. At the same time I was cuddling, burping and kissing on my baby, my ears rang like crazy. No … Continue reading