Saturday, October 22, 2016

A PSA on Wheelchair Parking

I'm sick of people being jerks. Seriously. Is it that hard to understand that if you have a disabled placard for your car you can park in an accessible spot, and if you don't, you CAN'T? Apparently it is that hard. So here's a few rules for you:

Number 1 - the obvious. DO NOT EVER EVER EVER PARK IN A BLUE SPOT IF YOU DON'T HAVE A PLACARD. Ever. Ever. Get my point? I don't care if your leg is sore. I don't care if the parking lot is otherwise full. I don't care if you're just running in for a second. None of those excuses matter. At all. Can I repeat EVER. In those 30 minutes or even 30 seconds you are abusing that spot, the likelihood is that someone who needs it is missing out on parking there. Don't be a jerk. Just don't park there.

Number 2 - If you have a placard but the person in the car isn't with you, don't park in a blue spot. Got your Grampa's placard that he forgot in your car last time you drove him? Too bad. That doesn't allow you to park there. Again I repeat - EVER. You know how many times I have cursed when I pull into a busy parking lot with a vacant wheelchair spot, and realize Asher isn't with me? Just because I have that blue card hanging in the window, if he's not with me I look for a spot at the back of the lot like the rest of the schlumps.

Number 3 - This one is my personal favorite because it's probably abused the most - if the person the blue card belongs to is in the car but NOT getting out of the car, don't park in a blue spot. So for instance the kids, including Asher, are all in the car. I want to run into Starbucks by myself, leaving the kids in the car. Can I park in a blue spot? No, no I can't. I can only park there if Asher is getting out with me. I can't tell you how often I have driven into a parking lot and seen a 95 year old lady sitting in the passenger seat of a car with the driver seat empty. How much do you want to bet someone has taken "Gramma" shopping with her placard, but conveniently left Gramma in the car? It doesn't work like that!!

I could give you a bunch of examples when not having a place to park has prevented us from participating in an activity - but if you're that kind of person who parks in an accessible spot when you shouldn't you likely don't care. Bottom line is if you park there when you're not supposed to, you're just an asshole. Got it?

Thursday, October 6, 2016

Tegan and Sara

Last night was a night Asher has been waiting a very long time for - the Tegan and Sara concert in Vancouver. For those of you who know Asher, you know that saying he "loves" T&S is a huge understatement. #1 fan would be more precise.

Long story short, the concert did not disappoint. Although all of it was a little overwhelming for Asher when we arrived at the venue, once his ladies went on stage he was settled right in and ready to rock for two solid hours. They put on an amazing show and we all had SO much fun. Although the wheelchair seats were slightly separate from where the rest of the family was sitting, turned out there were no other wheelchair patrons so we could all sit together. Not to mention that Ashy's bestie from school was there with her mom and they came and found us and were able to sit with us too. Ashy had all his loves in one spot. It was pretty special.

As we were leaving the theatre the usher stopped me and said "You have a very sweet family". Why thank you, I couldn't agree more. I am so glad we chose to bring all the kids to experience this and create memories that will last them a lifetime!

And now a few photos:

Brother losing steam....

And when all you want to do is go in your room and eat cheetos at 11:30 pm and you're locked in the hall because dad demagnetized the keys...

Thursday, September 29, 2016

The End of an Era

Ok friends, here it is - time for a new adventure. Things are going to change around here.  But first I'll back up a bit.

A couple of years ago I decided I wanted to change how I blogged: less in the minute, live blogging of all the multitude of mayhem that was happening in our lives, and more well thought out posts that my kids would have a better understanding of. That worked, for a while. But as the months and weeks passed, this blog started getting less bucket filling and more bucket emptying. It seemed like a chore to have to write, and I felt like a let down if I wasn't giving at least semi-regular updates. Not a good feeling to have when I have enough real responsibilities in life that can feel that way at times.

I knew I didn't want to quit blogging all together though so I didn't know what another option was. So I just kept going. And the posts got fewer and fewer between. So as a remedy, I started short Facebook posts on the Trousdell Five page, instead of regular blog posts. And for a while, that worked - until I lost my oomph there too.

Over the past couple of weeks there have been a couple of totally unrelated incidents that when I thought about them together, gave me a real insight to my life. My issue is not this blog - it is with my own identity. (Cue the midlife crisis).

For seven years I have identified with being a mom who has lost a baby, had twins, weathered micro-prematurity, and now lives with two children with a disability. In that, I think I lost the ability to identify with myself. Just plain old Tracey.

Now don't get me wrong, for many many years, that needed to be my identity. We were in survival mode, navigating all of these new challenges and trying to do our best to get by, maybe even thrive a bit, with some grace. But it's not like that any more. It's just life now; we're just living it. No more "defining the new normal" or "surviving and thriving" or any of that stuff. Just real life.

And of course I still identify with those things, in large part. For as long as I breathe I will continue to be an advocate for cerebral palsy, inclusivity, and prematurity. But it doesn't mean my whole existence needs to be wound up so tightly with them.

So the first step to getting Tracey back is to lose the Trousdell Five identity online. I will continue to use this space to mostly blog about my children, but not under that name. You'll notice some design changes with a new banner and different tabs. Less them, more me.

That also means the Trousdell Five Facebook page will be gone (more on that in a sec). Instagram and Twitter are also just in my name now. And while these aren't monumental changes that took more than a couple of seconds to make, they feel huge to me. I have always said "I will not let Asher and Nolan be defined by Cerebral Palsy". Yet somehow I managed to let that happen to me?!!

So here's what happens now. I keep blogging, when I feel like it. I will share those blog posts on my personal page on Facebook, and make those posts public. For those of you who follow the Trousdell Five page and will no longer have access, you can go to my personal page and click the "Follow" button on my cover picture. That will give you access to any and all of the stuff I post publicly, leaving anything I want to post privately just for my friends and family.

I also continue to be a voice for CP and prematurity. I just no longer make myself feel like that is a voice that needs to speak louder than anything else I have to say. And as for real life - well I’ll keep on keeping on, trying to take good care of myself so I can take the best possible care of my family. It makes me sad to end this chapter, absolutely. But also excited to see what lies ahead.

Onwards, to the next adventure life brings us. Thanks for your understanding and support. Here's to what's to come...

Love Tracey
(still and always, proud mama of the Trousdell Five)

Don't Let the Pigeon Drive the Power Chair!

If you are a parent of small children, you know Mo Willems. He has such great animated characters, including that pesky pigeon.

In Grade 1, Asher and Nolan's teacher did an author study on Mo Willems, including of course, the hilarious "Don't Let the Pigeon Drive the Bus"*.  During that time, one of the EAs in Asher's class decided, along with Asher, that they would create their own Mo Willems book. I saw the odd page here and there, but then promptly forgot about it. Summer passed, and it was far from my mind.

On the first day of Grade 2, that EA presented Asher and I with a surprise. She had Asher's book printed hard cover. It is absolutely amazing. She got a copy made for our family, and one for the school library so all the kids in the school can enjoy it.

While it's obviously the most fun to sit and read the hardcover book in your hands, I realized I needed a good way to share it with all of you. Lo and behold, some pretty easy software exists for making flip books online. A bunch of photos and a PDF, et voila, I'm a flip book master!

So without further ado, I'm am so excited to share Asher and Lindsey's creation with you. All text  by Asher (on his iPad) with awesome illustrations by Lindsey. Please click here to see the book. 

DID YOU LOVE IT OR WHAT?! How cute was that?! We are so thrilled with this amazing surprise and our family will treasure it. Thank you Asher and Lindsey for this masterpiece!

*In case you're not familiar with the original by Mo Willems, you can check it out here.  

Tuesday, September 6, 2016

Three Little Chickens Go To School

And five little chickens are laying eggs at our house, do you know that?!

Back on topic, these little chickens started grade 2 and grade 5 today! Rio's last year of elementary school and the boys in a big kid grade. Seriously, grade 2 is for big old kids. How did that happen?!

A few shots of the big day...

Grade 5

Grade 2

Also Grade 2, imagine that

Oh my Gawd can you even handle their cuteness?!

"Show me your toothless grins!"

Rio and her bestie

I love all four of these kids and can't wait to see where the school year takes them!

Friday, September 2, 2016

Out and About with my Clown Baby

Yesterday I posted the following status on my personal Facebook page:

Today a woman stopped me on the street to say her friend has a son in a wheelchair. And now she sees my son in a wheelchair. What causes people to be in a wheelchair??? Because she has a son so she's really worried - is HE going to be in a wheelchair too?!

There are no words...

People were shocked when they read about the ignorance I am faced with, obviously. But you know what? I wasn’t - because I’m used to it. Isn’t that a sad statement? I’m used to people’s ignorance about my child in a wheelchair (or my child with a “different” looking walk for that matter).

Don’t worry, it’s not always comments like that. But it’s always stares. Always. Always. Always.

People are always staring at us.

And in fairness I can say they’re not very often stares of pity. Usually when people are caught staring I can tell their thoughts are “What a little sweetie”, not “Oh that poor dear”. But that doesn’t take away from the fact we are getting stared at all the time. And those of you with exceptionally cute kids, don’t go thinking this is the same as the stares your blond haired blue eyed beauty is getting. I promise you it’s not like that.

Hopefully most of the time Asher and Nolan miss it and are oblivious. But I am not. I am completely aware that I always need to be “on”. I could go on and explain to you what that feels like, but when Mary Evelyn from What Do You Do Dear? has already spoken on the matter so eloquently, I’ll let her do the talking.

Please, have a read here, just what it’s like to be out and about with your clown baby. (Or in my case maybe superhero babies is more fitting!) And a word to the wise - when you think your staring at someone is subtle (we all do it, me included), it's probably not.

Tuesday, August 30, 2016

Charity Pause

Steptember is just around the corner, benefitting the Cerebral Palsy Association of BC, one of my personal favourites. But I'm not participating this year...

Not because I need to take a break from activity. Not because I no longer support these causes. But because I want to give YOU a break.

In the past, I have been unbelievably lucky and successful in my fundraising efforts. Be it cancer, CP, Variety, or the Children's Health Foundation - all charities near and dear to my heart - people answer the call when I ask. So I really want to keep it that way.

I don't want to exhaust all of you - my fundraising support circle. You all have charities that are important to you as well, and most of us do not have endless supplies of money with which to donate to every charity that asks us. So one day, in likely the not too distant future, I will ask you to give generously again. But for today at least, you're off the hook from my end.

In the mean time, go be charitable with your hearts and all the causes that fill them. Being charitable does not always require your credit card :)