CP Strong!

For those who don’t know, March is Cerebral Palsy Awareness Month and it is a time to celebrate and educate! I know that it might sound weird to celebrate a disability right? But the reality is for those of us who live and breath the disability on daily basis, we see progress in our loved ones or ourselves and being able to educate others is definitely reason to celebrate.

Throughout the whole month of March, all of my posts will be about CP in one way or another. I hope by doing this I can spread awareness but also find ways to celebrate! So for today, I wanted to talk about how important it is to share and talk about different disabilities with your young children. The more we talk about them and educate our young children, the more accepting they will grow up to be as well as accommodating.

For example, yesterday while at my Gracie’s and Ricky’s softball/ baseball practices, a little girl who had been playing with Grace and her friends took notice of Olivia and started asking me questions. Mind you this is a very common thing that I have become used to. And I love it! I love that children ask me questions about her and they should. They usually ask me questions like, “why can’t she walk?”, or “can she talk?”, or “why can’t she hear?” or “why does she have that walker?”. All very valid and perfectly fine questions to ask me. I do my best to always sit down and explain in the most simplest way I can (depending on the age) to help answer their questions honestly.

There have been times that I actually had a parent come up and say, “Omg, I am so sorry!” and pull their child away. I get it, it’s more taboo right to ask up front what is wrong with someone? However, I find it as a learning opportunity and I highly encourage any parent of a non-disabled child to ask questions and let the parents or child explain. Because honestly, after I tell the children why she cannot hear or why she cannot walk, they sit and play with her. They engage her, and don’t treat her any different. Guess what happens next after that?! They meet another person in a wheel chair or with hearing aids and they don’t stare or make comments, they may go up and talk to them or they will do nothing because they understand and it’s not ‘strange’ or ‘different’ to them anymore.

One of my best friends here in Austin recently told me how blessed she was to have Olivia in her family’s life. She said not only did she love her but she loved how humbling her own children became after meeting Olivia. They protect her, talk to her, check in on her, help her and most importantly try to include her. I am so happy that Olivia was able to make such an impact in some kids lives, and I know that because of her they will grow up to respect those who may need a little extra help.

So please, please, please do not discourage your young children to ask questions about disabilities! It will greatly help all of us parents with disabled children as they grown up, to live in a less judgmental world. Well at least one can hope:)

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A Diagnosis Will Not Define Us

While I contemplated what my next post was going to be titled, I remembered something a doctor once told me. Something that has truly stuck with me and something that I now fully understand and work to live by. Back in Chicago, when Olivia was first ‘officially’ diagnosed with Cerebral Palsy, I was sitting in a downtown hospital room waiting for the doctor to come in and tell me what I (we) already knew. She was the most gentle, kind and honest doctor I think I had ever met and she hopped up on the hospital bed next to me and Olivia and broke it down like this. She said, “I am sure you are already aware that Ms. Olivia has Cerebral Palsy. And I am also sure that you are worried about what that means.” I quietly shook my head and nodded, fighting really hard to hold back big crocodile tears that I did not want her to see. She continued to say, “Cerebral Palsy or CP as we like to call it is simply a diagnosis. It does not define Ms. Olivia and it certainly will not determine her future. A diagnosis will help her receive the support and services she will need to gain strength and surpass all goals you set for her.” I sat for a minute, fought off the tears and agreed to use this diagnosis just as that, a diagnosis and not a definition of who Olivia is or what she can and will do.

Rick unfortunately was not with me at this appointment as we needed him to work hard and ensure that our future was going to be ok with him having a good job. So on the way home I remember driving down Lake Shore Drive explaining to Rick that Olivia does have what we feared most, but that everything was going to be ok and that this will help us get her the help she so dearly needs. He probably thought I was nuts because I was so calm, but I felt like I had to be in order to get through to all the things I was going to need to do next – to keep track of all the therapies, the equipment, speciality doctors, medicine and so on.

So why am I bringing this up today? Well, many reasons but I think it is important for friends and family to understand me and where I am coming from better. Rick and I try our hardest to give our children the best lives possible, we want to give them every opportunity to live life to the fullest. Therefore, we try not to treat Olivia too much differently than Ricky Bear or Grace. She goes and does just about everything with us, from sporting events both little league and professional to dinner dates to vacations to movies to neighborhood parties and list goes on and on. Our family is very social and we love every second of it, however, it is definitely not easy for any of us by any means.

When we go places we need to think if it will be easily accessible for a walker, wheelchair or stroller (depending on what we bring that day). Then we have to make sure and bring all the necessary things with to keep Olivia entertained for hours on end, because unlike our other two children and pretty much every other child in the group, Olivia cannot just run around and play. If we go to a restaurant with a playscape or a neighborhood block party, it usually means she may need to entertain herself in the stroller or in a seat because it might not be safe for her to use her walker. This also means, that Rick and I will take turns holding Olivia which can get very tiring for all involved. Needless to say, we have many things to consider and think about than the average parent making plans to take the kids out. I am ok with that, and you should be too.

I am not complaining and by no means want any sympathy. Rather, I ask that our family and friends know that we want to be included in all activities and bring Olivia to as many as things as possible. That we are not trying to be difficult if we need to change plans or do something differently to better accommodate our family’s needs. We want to make sure that Olivia can enjoy as many of these activities too. Also, I will totally admit that sometimes I can seem frustrated or maybe not as social as others at some events. Try not to hold it against me, I am a mom to a special needs kid first and probably have a million things going on in my head that is distracting me;) But as the title of this post implies, we will not let a diagnosis define this family and hold us back. We promise to give Olivia every opportunity to just be a kid and enjoy life just like the rest of us.

Also, I should note that as I try and write this post after I have worked a full 8 hours and have dinner cooking on the stove, I am also chasing Olivia around the house because she somehow stole a pen without me seeing and is writing all over my walls! {insert hand over face emoji} Olivia certainly thinks of herself as a typical 5 yr old and is not letting her CP define her, therefore neither shall I.

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Treat Yo’Self

If there are any Parks and Recreation fans out there, I am sure you can appreciate my blog post title for today;) But seriously as we get into the swing of weekend and are at the start of a new year, new decade, I thought I would let you all know some things I am doing for myself. Being a mom of three, with one child having special needs, can definitely take a toll on oneself. This is true of any mom or dad, as once you become one, your entire world shifts and your #1 priority is now focused on these little beings you created. So how do we make sure to not get lost in the daily grind and not completely loose who you are?

This year I have decided to dedicate more time to myself and ‘treating myself’ every once and a while. I have been taking a spin class 3 times a week, eating better, drinking less and overall feeling really good about myself. Not going to lie it has taken a long- long time to feel like I could do things for myself or feel good about myself. I am sure many other moms, especially those special needs mommas, have felt the same thing as me. For me personally, I have been focused on my kids, taking Olivia to all the 500 doctor appointments and my job. Yes, I have a full time job and I love every second of it. As crazy as it sounds, it keeps me sane, focused and grounded. Luckily, I work for a company that is fully remote which gives me flexibility in getting to appointments or schools. I truly do not know how I would be able to care for Olivia’s needs and work full time if I had to drive into an office every day. For those parents who have a special needs child and do have to go into an office each day, they deserve an extra big kudos!

Really quick, going back to how long it has taken me to get to this point. I remember when both girls were finally home from the hospital, I did not leave my house for 4 months. Yep, 4 whole months I barricaded myself and the kids in the house! Mind you there were reasons, trying to keep the girls free of sickness so they wouldn’t go back to the hospital but also because Olivia was on an oxygen tank. To move an infant around with an oxygen tank is one of the most difficult things I have ever had to do. So yes, I did not leave my house unless for a doctor’s appointment. Not even joking, I actually had a friend come to my house to cut my hair because I didn’t feel comfortable leaving Olivia in the care of anyone else while she was on oxygen. Prior to the girls coming home, my only other real interaction with the world was driving to and from the hospital to visit my girls. I felt so secluded and alone – no one should ever feel this way.

Fast forward to the past year or so, I have been doing much better about making sure I take some time to myself or with just Rick. I feel like a big part of that has to do with the amazing friendships I have built in the last couple of years and with me starting to work again. Now this year I am going to take an extra step to make sure that I am doing even more for myself, like going to the gym or getting my nails done or whatever it takes to make me actually feel good about myself again. Luckily I have an extremely supporting husband who has always encouraged me to take time for myself, and now I am beginning to open up and listen to him more. I am finally coming into my new normal, still focusing my time on my children but making sure I am happy first so they can be happy too! So as my title suggest, I encourage everyone, especially those who might feel lost or alone, to do more for yourself and do whatever makes you happy. Go treat Yo’self, you deserve it!  

Me about to buy my first pair of spin shoes, so I don’t fall off the bike! LOL

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