Party of 9 – a Column by Betty Vertin

When I was a young mom watching my oldest daughter, Lexi, move from upper elementary to middle school, I often felt heartbroken and helpless. She was an excellent student and friend at school, but when she came home, her exhaustion could turn into crankiness, and it felt like she was…

My oldest son, Max, was diagnosed with Duchenne muscular dystrophy (DMD) in 2010, when he was 4. The doctor told us to expect that he’d need help with all of his activities of daily living in his teens and that he would die in his early 20s. Max turns…

We are on the brink of November, and it’s beginning to turn cold here in Nebraska. My husband and I are debating whether we should turn the heat on. I say yes. He says no. Each morning before school is a frenzy as we search for jackets our children can’t…

Mondays are one of my favorite days of the week as a busy mom to seven children: Lexi, 24; Max, 19; Chance, 18; Rowen, 16; Charlie, 14; Mary, 11; and Callie, 3. I’m also a caregiver to Max, Rowen and Charlie, who all live with Duchenne muscular dystrophy (DMD).

One thing I love about living in the Midwest is enjoying all four seasons. The last week of summer is nearly over, and autumn officially begins next week. On a walk yesterday, I noticed the first leaves changing and drifting to the ground. Another thing about me is that I…

I spent part of this week with three of my sons in Denver. On Wednesday, they had a clinical trial appointment, followed by an appointment at the assistive technology clinic to try out some robotic arms. In anticipation of the latter, I began to reflect on my sons’ journey…

For years, I told the kids we couldn’t get another dog unless something happened to the two we already had. I did not want three dogs! I didn’t have room for that! Yet we now have a new puppy. My life is bursting at the seams most days, given that…