Archive of ‘And kind of special’ category

Life in the slow lane

A couple of years ago a lovely lady gave me a nudge and suggested I start writing a blog about life with my little boy and his day-to-day trials with development delay. Before this I had no real idea about the world of blogging and how vast it is. Fast forward two years and I […] Read more…

The sound of silence

“Today I stood on a sandwich, and my mummy said I could go to Little Bo Peep Land later.” “I am a bit not full up.” “I want Santa to bring me a doll and doors for Christmas.” “I don’t like dreams about monkeys. I like dreams about chocolate buttons.” “I saw the Moon smile […] Read more…

What are we so scared of?

I paid it absolutely no heed at first. I didn’t even click into the story when I saw the article floating around Facebook about the adults with learning problems being refused entry into the Legoland Discovery Centre in Manchester. At the time I gave it a passing ‘Oh that’s a shame’ and then went on to […] Read more…

The greatest gift of them all

I was distracted the first time a physiotherapist told me that Gabriel may never walk.He was 10 months old at the time and as floppy as a rag doll. The distraction was my pre-school daughter who, bored with the appointment, was applying my lipstick to her face. I remember the day was hot as hell […] Read more…

Let’s talk about therapy, baby!

The definition of therapy when you DON’T have a child with additional needs:         The definition of therapy when you DO have a child with additional needs:   Therapy. I have a love/hate relationship with therapy. Before Gabe the only therapist I had any contact with was a beauty therapist and even that […] Read more…

The difference between us

To my dear friend We’ve come a long way from discussing boys on the school playground, dancing to Abba before the student bop, drinking Pinot Grigio in our PJs whilst watching Friends box sets and yawning over coffee at the start of another working day. We’ve done, seen, experienced a lot. Mostly good, some bad. […] Read more…

Listen to the mustn’ts, then listen close to me

“Listen to the mustn’ts, child. Listen to the don’ts.  Listen to the shouldn’ts, the impossibles, the won’ts.  Listen to the never haves, then listen close to me…  Anything can happen, child. Anything can be.”  Shel Silverstein I stumbled on the above quote a couple of years ago when I liked to torment myself by trawling […] Read more…

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