I want you to imagine something with me for a moment. Imagine you’re parked at the gas pumps outside the supermarket. You look over at the car on the other side of your pump. You see a mom, looking rather frazzled, messy bun hair, probably a stain or two on her shirt, getting out to pump gas. In the back seat are two kids. One is strapped into a forward facing booster seat, looking angry and screaming “mama” repeatedly, getting loud with each scream. The other child is older but is wailing in an all out tantrum that would rival most 3 year olds. He is crying as if someone has broken both his ankles Misery style. Then you glance to the front passenger seat to see a man, presumably the father and/or husband. It looks like he is doing nothing at all from where you stand. Now, be honest. What would be your first thought? Would you wonder why the man of the family isn’t the one pumping gas? Would you think both children need a good old fashioned spanking? Would you judge that mom for...
Welcome to our blog! This is a safe zone where we share real life, the good parts, the messy parts, the funny parts, and every thing in between. Here we will get really real with y'all about life with special needs kids, living with vision impairment, and autoimmune disorders. We want to share with others who might be going through some of the same things we are so we can all band together and survive this crazy thing called life. I'm Jordan, or Mama Moore. My husband, Daddy Moore, is Cody and our two boys are Samuel and Richard. Sam has ADHD, which is an adventure all by itself. Richard has a speech delay and goes to speech therapy. Cody lost almost all of his vision in 2007 at the age of 24. I have been diabetic since I was 13 years old, was diagnosed with Fibromyalgia at the age of 23, and in 2017 was diagnosed with chronic pancreatitis (not the kind you get from drinking too much). We have had a fair share of hardship but we stick together and trust God. We lean on ...