My husband and I took this baby (I mean the R82 Crocodile walker) on the airplane, to JFK, to Long Island, through the narrow hallways of an old, upper East Side hotel, and spiraling through the Guggenheim Museum. It occurred to me during this LA-to-NY trip that seeing a child with a walker is pretty rare. We didn’t see another one throughout our travels. Maybe, I thought, I should write about it, starting with this trip and then sharing our day-to-day experiences with adaptive equipment and beyond. (Read more about me and special needs by clicking the Special Needs tab!)
Traveling with the kid and her equipment was incredibly joyful for us and also physically difficult. What made it easier was all the people who stepped up to help. Helping doesn’t only mean opening a door or moving a chair. It’s also giving a high-five to the kid, or introducing a dog, or sticking around an extra few minutes so that the kid can admire a baby. It’s calling out to the kid, “God bless you, Princess,” which several strangers did, boosting my spirit every time.
So I thought: what if more people already knew who she was before we arrived? What if they were that much readier to embrace her? Maybe a blog would help us prep the public for the stunts we attempt to pull off daily. Maybe it would help other parents with their special kids, too.
If you like reading about our little moments, I’ll keep posting about how we make it happen every day.
This is a happy blog about happy things, even when those things are challenging to pull off. If you’re struggling in any way, I hope this gives you hope and energy for your own challenges. And I hope it brings you joy!