I’m off to the Gold Coast next week for the ProBlogger conference. Imagine, 4 days all for me – no washing or cooking! The conference brings together people from all around the world, who love writing about their passions through blogging. The event is another opportunity for me to share my passion for accessible and inclusive tourism. The organisers have set attendees a challenge to write a
I recently met one of our Facebook friends and she said something that made me worry that I come across as someone that I’m not. Soon after I shared a post about the day I lost the plot and someone commented that it was great to see my “human-ness.” My aim with Facebook is to always share positive stories. I would like to think that
We have had a pretty amazing year and like most people we have been reflecting on how we travelled through 2014. We had a relaxing start with a trip to a place we call our second home, Port Macquarie on the NSW Mid North Coast. We love holidaying there because it is an area so familiar to us we don’t need to run around sightseeing.
I recently had the opportunity to return to BJ’s preschool and it was certainly a trip down memory lane. So many feelings swept over me as I walked through the doors. Nostalgia, sadness and happiness were all tangled into my afternoon visit. BJ’s preschool experience was a positive one, but choosing a preschool was a heart breaking process. The memories of the search made me
I was asked by one of our facebook friends if I had any ideas on how to include a child with a disability in the playground at her daughter’s school. I decided to make it a blog post so others may benefit from the answer. Looking at primary schools when BJ was about to embark on his school life I was sad to see what
“Surely we can’t be the first people to do this?” I kept asking our travel agent, the airline and our therapists. We certainly are not the first family with a disabled child to travel to America but at times it felt that way.
That was when the idea for this website came to me. Why not share all my research and great discoveries with others who are either, planning a trip, or are feeling nervous about giving it a go.
We are a Sydney based family of four trying to find our way around tricky situations so we can do as much as possible, despite a wheelchair being part of our package. Our son is now 18, has Cerebral Palsy and is non verbal.
When we travel we use his manual wheelchair that does not fold (I’m specific about this because it becomes an issue when doing tours etc which I will mention later).
As a child I travelled extensively. In ‘those’ days my Dad and Mum were thought to be quite radical, foolish and one person even labeled my Dad ‘irresponsible’ for leaving his job and taking me out of school for 6 months to travel to Europe, Egypt and Scandinavia. These days overseas travel for kids is a lot more ‘the norm’, maybe not for as long but certainly from my experience kids travel more.
I love being a Mum but the role definitely comes with highs and lows. Spending time with the kids and being their Mum is extremely rewarding. But, some of the battles, hanging yet another load of washing out and trying to come up with something for dinner that will bring cheers, not groans, can be a tough gig (I am aware these are first world
BJ’s absolute shining moment of 2013 was walking unaided surprising everyone with his steadiness and determination. I used to feel a little melancholy at this time of year. It seemed as though with each passing year I was acutely aware of how far we were from the “normal” milestones. It made me want to stop time so BJ could catch up to other kids
Given that it is carers week in Australia, I thought I would write something about taking time out for yourself. I don’t think of myself as a carer. I’m a Mum foremost but there is no denying that at 18 years of age BJ would normally be more independent. I think if you love someone you just ‘do’ for them. Mother’s guilt means I never feel
Hubby and I once won a holiday to Hawaii. It was really exciting as neither of us had been to Hawaii. Winning a trip seemed exceptionally lucky. Landing in Hawaii it was not the tropical scene I had seen in brochures. The palm trees were not gently swaying, they were nearly snapping. The drive to the hotel revealed a disturbing scene of queues outside supermarkets,
I mentioned in a post last week that I get wistful at this time of year. The August winds are heavy with the scent of spring’s pollen and it takes me back to a time of great expectation. Today I’m sharing our story and about finding out BJ had cerebral palsy. PREGNANCY/LABOUR I was heavily pregnant and waddling around, literally, in the last weeks of
We have navigated many situations with our son who has Cerebral Palsy and we thought we would share our positive experiences to help other families. We use humour to get through the challenges. We definitely have a few more wrinkles and a grey hair or two has started creeping in but we are relatively sane. After focusing heavily on therapy we came to a point