Before I had Zack I worked in marketing. Mainly within the education sector. I liked my job, it was interesting, if a little stressful at times.
However, since having Zack I have developed an abundance of new careers and having written that last post it got me thinking (stand back I am having a Carrie Bradshaw moment) how many job titles do I have?
Here's the list:
Physiotherapist
Health Advisor
Occupational Therapist
Speech Therapist
Administration Manager
Chef
Teacher
Nurse
Dietician
Personal Assistant
Adaption Officer
Managing Director
Publicist
Chauffeur
Think that covers it all so far. By far this job is the hardest, busiest and most stressful. And by far this job is the most rewarding, stimulating and motivating. Bet all you mums and dads of children with special needs are thinking of some I may have missed, feel free to add.
Tuesday, 4 March 2014
Nudge on my shoulder
I have lapsed in my skills as a physiotherapist. I remember a time when I would do some physio every day with Zack, until life and another child got in the way.
Don't get me wrong, I would at least do something once a week or even little bits here and there but not every day. I noticed that during a period of illness Zack had got very tense. He hadn't been to his conductive sessions for at least six weeks. Last week he returned. When I collected him, he was a different child, very relaxed, loose and not at all, tense. I mean, granted he could be in a state of shock having been put through the equivalent of a DVD session with Davina, but it did him the world of good.
And this nudge on my shoulder prompted me to instigate an after school regime.
So now every day, after he comes home from school we get the mat out and do 15 - 20 minutes of physiotherapy. This includes stretching, tummy lying and sitting up.
It also includes an assistant coach called Scarlett. More like an extra in a fitness DVD she sits by the side of us, stretches her arms up, and does splits with her legs. All, whilst watching Curious George.
Zack seems to be enjoying after school physio. The other day he sat unsupported for six seconds and managed to pass six trumps too. Nice.
It goes to show that if we want to we can fit things in to our busy schedules.
Oh yeah, if that's true, then why can't I fit in twenty minutes of exercise? Seems I am more motivated toward my son than I am at being fat free at forty.
Don't get me wrong, I would at least do something once a week or even little bits here and there but not every day. I noticed that during a period of illness Zack had got very tense. He hadn't been to his conductive sessions for at least six weeks. Last week he returned. When I collected him, he was a different child, very relaxed, loose and not at all, tense. I mean, granted he could be in a state of shock having been put through the equivalent of a DVD session with Davina, but it did him the world of good.
And this nudge on my shoulder prompted me to instigate an after school regime.
So now every day, after he comes home from school we get the mat out and do 15 - 20 minutes of physiotherapy. This includes stretching, tummy lying and sitting up.
It also includes an assistant coach called Scarlett. More like an extra in a fitness DVD she sits by the side of us, stretches her arms up, and does splits with her legs. All, whilst watching Curious George.
Zack seems to be enjoying after school physio. The other day he sat unsupported for six seconds and managed to pass six trumps too. Nice.
It goes to show that if we want to we can fit things in to our busy schedules.
Oh yeah, if that's true, then why can't I fit in twenty minutes of exercise? Seems I am more motivated toward my son than I am at being fat free at forty.
Saturday, 1 March 2014
Happy Birthday Scarlett
And we cannot go any further without saying Happy 3rd Birthday to Zack's amazing, beautiful little sister Scarlett.
Happy Birthday Scarlett, you still rock.
Happy Birthday Scarlett, you still rock.
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