Today is international day of people with disabilities. There is so much about living with disabilities, either your own or a family members that doesn’t get spoken about.
So I wasn’t going to share this, been going back and forth thinking it’s inappropriate, but hey you don’t have to read it and everyone else shares their birth story, just that this one has a different ending.
When I had my first child, he was put on my chest and I felt like it was all ok. He was crying but I had this really strong feeling of knowing he was ok.
Don’t get me wrong, I know that people have opinions on all topics, not just children and not just young children, but in this instance, I’m going to stick with the area of parenting toddlers in shopping centres and what that means in the big, kind of ugly world of unsolicited opinions.
Last year I lost a dear friend to ovarian cancer. Her name was Tam (but she had changed her name to Ocean Moore-Sparkle, because that’s the kind of amazing woman she was, her maiden name was Moore and she believed there should be more sparkle in everyone’s life!) She was amazing!
In today’s world, with the many added stressors that we can encounter on a day to day basis, we need to have an arsenal of tools that we can use to help us – not just get by, but also to thrive.