Oct 3, 2017 | Ableism, Advocacy, caregivers, cerebral palsy, Disabilitiy, Government benefits, Physical therapy, premature babies |
In the late night hours of October 3rd, 1968, my mom went into labor. With me. It caught everyone off guard because I wasn’t due for another ten weeks or so. But, I guess even then, my stubborn streak showed itself as I made my way into the world early the next...
Dec 7, 2016 | boundaries, compassion, Disabilitiy, Disability and Relationships, Engaged, Helping people with disabilities, inclusion, power of touch, premature babies |
It’s something I don’t talk about often. Because it is both awkward and not easily understood. As a person affected by cerebral palsy, an advocate, and a teacher in various respects, I often find myself writing about issues that affect people with...
Mar 25, 2016 | Advocacy, cerebral palsy, doctors, Emotional Freedom Technique, Friends, Helping people with disabilities, negative perceptions, overcoming challenges, premature babies, The Cerebral Palsy Foundation, United Cerebral Palsy |
It’s not news. I have cerebral palsy. It’s a result of my wanting to come into the world too soon. I guess I found my mom’s womb to be rather boring. (Was it the fact that there was no cable in there? Who knows?) So instead of waiting until my...
Dec 20, 2014 | Beginnings, co-bedding, doctors, hospitals, kangaroo care, medical emergencies, power of touch, preemies, premature babies, rescuing hug |
I know the story only in the retelling. In the predawn hours of an early fall day, the chill in the air was both outside and inside the walls of that stark, barren hospital. The medical team had been assembled unexpectedly. This wasn’t part of the plan. I had...
Sep 22, 2014 | Ableism, Attitudes, Beginnings, changing perspectives, communicating respect, Disabilitiy, Family, Friends, kids with disabilities, negative perceptions, premature babies |
My line of thinking about this subject is different than most. Not very popular. Outside the norm. But I believe it with every fiber of my being, and I don’t see that changing anytime soon. My dance instructor is a good friend of mine who supports me in ways...