The Two Special Girls

This is my second blog; the first was just to put something out there.  I’ll make this one an explanation of the title!  Taylor is our second daughter.  She was born in December 1996 and from all appearances seemed healthy.  As time went on it became obvious that she wasn’t hitting milestones normally and we began to worry.  By age 2 she was still very baby-like and it was very obvious, at least to us that she wasn’t “normal” and so our journey began! 

We found out in October of 1999 that she had Epilepsy.  That did not however fix her delays.  It wasn’t until she was 6 years old that we went to a geneticist that told us she was more than sure that she had an X-chromosome disorder.  Taylor tested negative for everything they currently had a marker for, but all of her symptom point to that, so that’s what we stick with.  Taylor’s delays are severe.  She still doesn’t talk; she says a few words, but that’s it.  She communicates in her own way.  She can’t dress herself or bathe herself.  She can’t fix herself a snack.  She isn’t toilet trained.  Life with Taylor can be trying at times.  She is however, mostly happy.  She’s gentle and kind and just loves life and people.  That being said, she is 14 and with that does still come the hormonal outbursts!  It does give our life some flava!

Then there’s Trixie, my Jack Russell Terrier, also known to others as my Jack Russell Terrorist!  She’s the second love of my life.  It should probably be illegal to love a dog as much as I love this one.  She makes me smile every day!  She’s absolutely hilarious.  And, she’s a complete brat, all day, every day!  She doesn’t like people outside our family.  She doesn’t like other pets.  She’s just all around stanky.  We like to think of her as special needs too.  She has many issues!  We have two other dogs that are sweet as can be.  They love everybody and everything.  But, which dog does Taylor love?  The stanky one!  They feed off of each other and strive to make me crazy.  Taylor does whatever to make as much noise as possible, thereby making the stanky dog crazy and making her bark uncontrollably, which Taylor thinks is hilarious, and so on and so forth, and round and round we go.  Taylor chases her and she barks, etc, etc, etc…

So, thus is my life with my two special girls!  Loud and circus-like…