Along the way of raising a child with a disability, there are moments when life seems to somehow come full circle. That’s what happened one day while reading a favorite book to my son with CVI. Continue reading ““Dandelion””
“Mommy, if you can’t find me, look for my orange shirt!” When we go running.
“I knew it was you because of your blue bag..” At the grocery store.
It is no coincidence that most of our things are brightly colored: shirts, jackets, bags, hat, bike…the car. Wherever we go we talk about how to find familiar people and how wearing a bright solid color sometimes helps my son who has cortical visual impairment (CVI), recognize or at least find me, his mom. Continue reading “I’d know you anywhere”
Back to school for students with cortical visual impairment (CVI) means right back to navigating what can be brutal school hallways, sometimes even when devoid of students. In preparation for this year, I recently shared the blog post Fighting an Unwinnable Battle by Nicola McDowell, describing her emotional state by the time she arrives at class. Learning about her experience as a student and adult with cerebral visual impairment is so relatable when it comes to my child with CVI. Reading her blog helps me understand his experience in a way that few other resources can. Already this school year is a reminder of the difficulty of navigating hallways for a student with CVI. Continue reading “CVI in the hallways”
What to wear to go running at the track with my son who has cortical visual impairment (CVI)? With school out, the track would be empty so I am less thoughtful about the question of what to wear. Grey shorts and a grey tank top, my favorite top for keeping cool on a warm, humid day. We were good to go. Continue reading ““Where ARE you?””
The last day of school, at last. The last day of a long year, a transition year. New school, new teachers, new students, new environment, new team mostly new to the disability of cortical visual impairment (CVI). The last weeks were about pushing through, the final sprint. New assessments and therapy appointments were put on hold. Sensory outings and activities with animals and swimming were instead written in. Today is the last Friday of second grade. Today is the last art class. Today is the last pizza day. The countdown began. Continue reading “Last day of school”