Late last Fall, when my Early Intervention private practice suddenly took on a life of its own, I found myself in need of a website. Having worked for the state for almost 20 years for the NYS Early Intervention Program, it is especially gratifying getting hired privately by families and schools who have seen my work and the progress of… Read More
Behind every child with special needs is a very special family – and a very special story. Read about some of the families in our Network who are not only empowering their own children – but who are helping to shed light on some of the unique challenges of raising a child with special needs through the sharing of their personal stories.
First and foremost, I am the mother of Sage and Samaya. My journey on behalf of my children turned into a journey on behalf of ALL children. In retrospect, this journey started the day I was born. Activism was in my blood ever since early childhood. As a child in the 70’s, social justice issues were in the air. I… Read More
I have been trying to get a handle on my son’s gas pains for several years now. My son is nonverbal and has cerebral palsy. Responding to all of his issues calls for a good dose of imagination added to lots of research. I have help from a host of wonderful therapists–physical, occupational, speech, and augmentative communication. Nutritionists have helped… Read More
The minute you were put into my arms…I knew we would be in it together! From an early age I saw in you what others couldn’t or wouldn’t. We knew that we would have to fight so that you could have a voice. Being a fighter is exactly who you are! You were diagnosed before you were 2… Read More
It started in my basement. Each stuffed animal would sit on top of the ping pong table waiting to find out if they passed the spelling quiz. Beary could never spell “Because” correctly and would have to stay after school to get some more help. Words were never his thing. Luckily for him – they were mine. So I used… Read More
It was soon after the premature birth of my twin boys, I realized the irony of the word prematurity. Truth is, I was the one who was premature. Premature to motherhood, premature emotionally to understand what had just happened, premature as to what to expect, premature to be able to handle the life that lie ahead. That was nearly 18… Read More