The Lodger and Us

This week we were driving along and Younger bro started listing food. “Apple, raisins , rice cakes” “Ugh” said The Lodger “Mummm make him stop. He’s making me think of food and it’s not time for food!” So, I had to ask my four year old son to not mention food to his big brother who has PWS, even if it’s food that’s ok for his special tummy. I explained we didn’t want to make The Lodger sad. That sometimes food chat can making The Lodger  emotional. Then The Lodger adds in ‘unless I talk to him about food first, then we can talk about it’.   ‘Is this because of the Prader Willi?’  said Younger Bro “Yes!” said The Lodger.  Being a sibling to someone with PWS is complex. There is always something new to navigate but at four years old he understands more than most people. “Water, Milk..” said Younger bro. “Mummmmm they’re things I drink with food. Tell him the rules again!” said an exasperated Lodger.  Younger bro is sharp.  I could see his cheeky knowing glanc...

Prader-Willi Syndrome. It raises its head when you least expect it. Although in hindsight it was totally going to appear because we did everything we weren't supposed to.  The Lodger and Little Bro walk in the woods (not today!) I'll set the scene. It's a lovely autumnal Sunday. The sun is shining, it's not raining and it's not cold. A walk would be just the ticket before The Lodger has his Sunday movie. As you know, routine is important. Movies can't be missed.  We decided on our route- the route we call the castle route. You guessed incorrectly, it doesn't feature a castle but if you go off path and really crane your neck you might just glimpse one.  However when we got to the woods, I switched the route up. I don't know why. I just did. A moment of spontaneity. Anyway Hindsight. Lesson learned.  The new route meant a bit of climbing, so a lot of helping The Lodger and for The Lodger he wasn't able to continue his telling of the story he paused ...

By Rory The Lodger loves cows. They are his favourite animal. They are also his baby brothers favourite animal because the Lodger decided they are.  Cow watching! The Lodgers birthday was recently. A huge day in his and our life. 10 years into our journey of discovery and all the other things Prader-Willi Syndrome throws at you. He wanted the perfect birthday. Don't we all on our birthday. Unfortunately the Lodgers idea of the perfect day for our birthdays doesn't always live up to his high standards. Or what you'd actually like to do on your birthday. And this can lead to unhappiness with the plan.  Things have to happen certain ways. And sometimes for example if I had a glass of orange juice for my last birthday breakfast I obviously have to have one this year. And probably, every year. Routine is important. We created that monster ourselves. This year my birthday was surrounded by much sobbing and stress as when the cake didn't work first time (and I was OK with it, ...

This day ten years ago we received a diagnosis of Prader Willi Syndrome for our baby who was just two weeks old at the time.  It was a day spent in the depths of grief.  Googling PWS but not wanting to actually see what this PWS thing was. Googling words like hyperphagia, scoliosis, sleep apneoa. Reading the long list of symptoms. Telling close family that we had an answer but needing to get our heads around it first. Typing in PWS Ireland but being too scared to actually click any links. Heart breaking sadness. Hugging The Lodger and promising him we'd make sure he would have an incredible life. I spent the day crying, holding my tiny baby and not really wanting to talk to anyone.  This boy is on fire! ;) This is how we spent our day ten years on!  7.30am - Get up, Get dressed. I haven't heard any sound from The Lodgers bedroom so I think he must be having one of his lie ons. I was wrong! When I open his door, there he is dressed and with a huge smile on his fa...

By Rory Today we went hunting nuns. It a past-time I hadn't expected to be partaking in when I woke up this morning but that's what was decided we would do so we did it. I should explain.  The Lodger loves witches. His favourite witch is the Grand High Witch.  While some years ago we worked through the logic that the Grand High Witch was not real we discussed actors.  Now obviously, his favourite actor is Angelica Huston.  She lives in America so we learnt everything about her.  We learnt she went to school in Ireland  In Kylemore Abbey.  We now visit Kylemore Abbey. Alot. The Lodger likes the house which was then the school.  He likes the bus to see the Connemara ponies and the Kune Kune pigs. I like the gardens.  We now go there to hunt nuns.  Unfortunately today we didn't catch any nuns but we did do some research. We investigated every picture of the nuns. We read all about the nuns. We looked in odd places in case a nun might be the...

I texted my husband today to let him know that today is my least favourite day of the year. He reminded me that I said the same thing last year, so it must be true. I used to love Pancake Tuesday as a child. The excitement of having pancakes, a rare occurrence,  a special treat. I remember going back into school the next day and everyone sharing the number of pancakes they ate. I remember being introduced to vanilla ice-cream on pancakes by close family friends. A game-changer. Delicious.  Pancakes were joyful. Pancakes were something to look forward to.  Notice the use of past tense, Pancake Tuesday is now a day I'd happily skip!  As an aside, we can have pancakes on other random days throughout the year and it's a no stress event but this day, the Tuesday of the pancakes is a day that I could happily scratch off the calendar for eternity!  Pancake Tuesday is very different in our home because of Prader Willi Syndrome. The Lodger become...