This isn't my blog, it's Zack's. Zack arrived here seven weeks early, he had no heartbeat and wasn't breathing. He suffered catastrophic damage to his brain, he has cerebral palsy, problems with his hearing, vision and feeding. Our lives are both challenging and extraordinary. He is a gift. I hope that for whatever reason you find yourself reading this blog it can go some way to help those in the same situation and some way to remove the cloak that covers parenting a child with disabilities.
Showing posts with label Funny. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Funny. Show all posts
Monday, 7 February 2011
Saturday, 5 February 2011
He now knows the word clap
Zack's got a new game. Clapping. Well, getting me to clap for him.
It started as a slight distraction whilst he was sat in his sunbeam chair. I clapped in front of him and all of sudden he lifted his arms up really straight so he could feel by hands between his and then when I clapped his arms moved two.
This resulted in a very excited smile and tongue stick out combination, along with nearly lifting himself out of the chair.
He now knows the word clap and if I put my hand out flat and clap once or twice he puts his hand in ready for furious clapping.
He's still not bored of it. Funny how he can pick things up very quickly. Think I might see what else I can teach him whilst he is sat in his chair.
Monday, 28 June 2010
HAlarious
I fear that Zack may explode from laughter. I don't know what was up with him today but everything was HAlarious.
Revolving doors where daddy works. HAlarious.
Playtime in his little room. So HAlarious.
Combing his hair after bath time. Yep. HAlarious.
Even me. Me. Extremely funny, so was the word ready and showing him his comb. Here take a look at the Pants in his Little Room.
Do you know what is not so HAlarious, the NHS. I spent the morning chasing and emailing for appointments and equipment, the details of which I won't bore you with but needless to say a lot of things had not been done and it just isn't right. As a parent looking after a child with special needs it is hard enough the last thing you need is a few extra hours thrown in to chase people who are not doing there jobs. Okay, so it may not be that important to them but in our world it is top of the list, so come on, we know you have a busy job but please at least do what you were asked to do. Rant completed.
Revolving doors where daddy works. HAlarious.
Playtime in his little room. So HAlarious.
Combing his hair after bath time. Yep. HAlarious.
Even me. Me. Extremely funny, so was the word ready and showing him his comb. Here take a look at the Pants in his Little Room.
Do you know what is not so HAlarious, the NHS. I spent the morning chasing and emailing for appointments and equipment, the details of which I won't bore you with but needless to say a lot of things had not been done and it just isn't right. As a parent looking after a child with special needs it is hard enough the last thing you need is a few extra hours thrown in to chase people who are not doing there jobs. Okay, so it may not be that important to them but in our world it is top of the list, so come on, we know you have a busy job but please at least do what you were asked to do. Rant completed.
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