We are Mark & Bonnie. We were super cute 10 years ago, before we got married and had kids.
Then these three arrived.
Now we look a lot more like they do; that is, with wrinkly skin, mussed hair, and spittle on the fronts of our shirts.
I (Bonnie) do the blog. Mark provides support in the form of editing, proofing, comic relief, and just generally being cute.
I once had my palm read and the palmreader said that my lifeline was broken in the middle. She said it could mean a major, life-altering event, but there was no telling when it might occur, or what type of event it might be. I didn't worry about it too much because I didn't know if I believed in all that psychic crap anyway.
Then on April 12, 2006, my twin sons were diagnosed with the life-altering genetic disorder Fragile X Syndrome. I think that might have been it, the proverbial lifeline breaking point.
At the time it felt like I broke completely in half, just like my lifeline. Five years, a dozen books, a couple dozen new friends, and countless emails and internet articles later, I know that nothing is broken. Life is different with special needs kids, kind of like an alternate reality. Kind of like the difference between the Rolling Stones and Devo. Like the difference between McDonalds and Subway. Like the difference between life now, and life 20 years ago, without the internet. Not worse, not better, just ... different.
This blog is about our three kids, with special emphasis on our identical twin boys with Fragile X Syndrome. I'll try to stick to the theme, but we carriers of the Fragile X gene mutation sometimes go off on tangents. Consider yourself warned.
And I still don't really believe in all that psychic crap.
Email me at bkkorman@aol.com
