Trailblazing

So, I realise I bang on about inclusion rather a lot. That makes me both a zealot, and a hypocrite, because my son attends a specialist provision rather than the local primary school that his sisters go to. There are several reasons Benjamin still attends the wonderful, well-equipped, superbly-staffed specialist provision at which he started … Continue reading Trailblazing

Ignorance is bliss?

On the day that our lives were turned upside-down by an emergency 38-week scan, I remember begging the neurologist to put us in touch with other families with children like our as-yet unborn child. Some part of me knew – despite the medical predictions ("Your baby will never walk, or talk. He won’t be able … Continue reading Ignorance is bliss?

Too many futures

Why are the parents of disabled children always so tired? There are all the obvious reasons of course: so little sleep, so much paperwork; too many hospital stays, too much wine, cake, and coffee… but there’s one reason that I haven’t seen discussed so often: we spend so much time thinking about the future. How … Continue reading Too many futures

Dear neighbour

Dear Neighbour, How are you? I hope you're having a good day. Me? I’m tired. Tired of squeezing a 25kg wheelchair into a car boot through a six-inch space. Tired of soaking the backs of my legs against the front bumper of your wet and dirty car. Tired of trying to squeeze a big car … Continue reading Dear neighbour

It ain’t easy being green

So, this week I got into an argument with some people I don't know on Facebook (I know, I know, I should know better). The argument was about this picture, originally seen in a viral tweet: A friend shared the photo with the single strapline 'wtf' and there followed several comments along the lines of … Continue reading It ain’t easy being green

The long haul

The world is closing in around us. Around my son, his siblings, and me. My children are all growing up so fast. I can hardly believe Benjamin is four – he’ll be starting school next year. My eldest is already a grown-up P1 girl and loving it. And my littlest is walking, running, and jumping … Continue reading The long haul

Five things I’d change

This post was written for the #SEND30daychallenge, day 7: ‘Five things you’d change.’ We are so fortunate to live in Scotland, where there are really very few things that need to be changed so that Benjamin, and children like him, can live a safe, healthy, and happy life for as long as their biology and … Continue reading Five things I’d change

This is a disabled parking bay…

This is a disabled parking bay. There are four of them at my son’s school. They are close to the school entrance and they are wider than normal bays. Doesn't it look inviting? This is my son Benjamin’s blue badge. I had to apply for it, and pay for it. Many disabled people have to … Continue reading This is a disabled parking bay…

To those who make our lives difficult … and those who make them better

It has not been a great week. Friday night I finally worked out (with the help of a head-torch and strong stomach) what had been keeping my five-year-old (and therefore the rest of the family) awake for large proportions of the last couple of nights: threadworms. Cue a weekend of swallowing foul-tasting medicine (okay, banana-tasting, … Continue reading To those who make our lives difficult … and those who make them better