A Positive Start

Well, it’s just past midnight on January 2nd. I am pleased, and actually quite amazed to say that I managed to survive New Year without dissolving into a ball of anxiety, depression and self-loathing like I have done almost every year since I graduated.

If anything, I’m more motivated than ever.

It’s also my birthday. 27 years ago today I shocked (and probably panicked) everyone by deciding that I wanted to take my place in the world 14 weeks ahead of schedule. I got cerebral palsy for my eagerness.

I wish I could say this level of punctuality has followed me into my adult life, but I’d be lying.

For the past few years I haven’t wanted to do anything special for my birthday.

I never really gave that much thought when I was a kid, but now I’m older it feels pretty darn weird. I think it always will now. I mean, why would/should/do I celebrate a day that was probably awful for my family?

This year though, I’ve had a bit of a change of heart. I survived. My mum survived. It was touch and go for a while, but we made it. My dad also managed to come through the whole ordeal too.

My parents were told I’d need speech therapy. I didn’t.

My parents were told I might not crawl. I did. Within two weeks of them being told that.

They were told I might only be able to ‘walk around a supermarket at best’. I think you all know how wrong that turned out to be.

Not only did we all survive, but we stuck two fingers up to every expectation along the way.

And we still do that last part. Every. Single. Day.

I think that’s pretty freaking amazing.

I’m off to celebrate. Who’s with me?

Always there

Today is my boyfriend Rob’s birthday. We’ve been together for six years now and he’s always there to help me when I need him.

Some of you may have seen on the blog’s Facebook page last weekend that he woke up early and came all the way from his house to mine so that he could help me meet my friends in town for lunch.

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Birthdays with Cerebral Palsy

It was my birthday last week. I turned 24. I had a wonderful day surrounded by people that I love and care about, and, who I’m fairly certain love and care about me just as much. I was spoilt with good will messages, cake and presents and it was wonderful to be able to spend time with some of the most important people in my life.

That said, now that I’m older, I’m always more and more aware that I wasn’t supposed to be blowing out candles and making any wishes for another three months yet. That evening my mum said to me, “Just think this time 24 years ago we were both fighting for our lives…” and every year on my birthday that thought is never too far away.

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Happy Birthday, Sophie!

My sister and I on the swing
My sister and I on the swing

As you may have guessed, today is my little sister Sophie’s birthday. I won’t mention how old she is because she’s nine years younger than me and telling anyone her age always makes ME feel really old. If you read my bio on this blog close enough you’ll be able figure it out anyway…

Today I thought I’d do this little post, and the little video to wish her a happy day. Since she was little she’s been doing things to help me out like tying my shoelaces and getting me drinks when she was younger, but now she’s growing up she does more and more to help me like pushing my wheelchair when I go out in it and folding and unfolding my walking frame Martha. She only ever complains, and when she does, it usually only ever as a joke and she lends me a hand in the end.

I don’t think they’ll ever be a way to thank her for all the things that she does for me and no doubt will do in the future, but I like to spoil her and do loads of fun stuff with her when I can. I know that everyone says this, but my little sister is amazing.

Have a good birthday, Soph! You’ve earned it.