Starting To Wonder
As a first time Mom, I took my 18-month-old son into the doctor’s office and said; “why isn’t he starting to say words like the other kids in his play group?” The doctor replied; “Oh I wouldn’t worried about it he will talk when he is good & ready.” Continue reading →
My son Geordi, (Geo), was born with an intellectual disability as well as a speech disorder.
Like many of you, I have spent hours upon hours in waiting rooms at doctor’s offices and therapy clinics. In a frantic effort to “fix” my son, I dragged him to every therapy I could find (and AFFORD!). Continue reading →
We are ALL able – that is the message from the late Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. I don’t know about you, but I find that enormously encouraging not only as a parent of a child with a disability but as a human being. Although we traditionally celebrate the day that bears his name as an “African-American” holiday it is SO much more than that. Dr. King’s message is for all of us. Continue reading →
It’s January and we all know what that means – New Year’s Resolutions!
Most of us will set some goals around losing weight and getting fitter in 2017. As important as this is for those of us in the general population it is even more critical for those in the disability community. Continue reading →
I spoke to a customer on the phone yesterday for about 20 minutes or so. It began as usual with questions about FATWHEELS & bikes and parts and prices. Nothing special until I asked – “what is your daughter’s name?” This is when the interaction turned personal. This is when Mom told me that her “baby” has autism. Continue reading →
Excerpt from The Tennessee Register:
What do muffins, bicycles, and service have in common? Well, for the St. Ann community in Nashville, they all go hand in hand.
Twice a year, the school club called Bakers for Bikes holds a baking marathon in the cafeteria kitchen. Students bake and package approximately 300 muffins to sell to St. Ann families. Then they donate the funds raised to an organization that modifies bicycles for special needs children. Finally, they present the bike to the child during an all-school ceremony.
We first learned about the organization when St. Ann parent and pediatric occupational therapist Tom Robertson called us to purchase a set of FATWHEELS for a recipient. Robertson’s daughter Ella Grace first planted the seed for the service project three years ago when she approached her fourth-grade teacher with the idea.
Robertson, who has helped connect deserving families with St. Ann through his work at Vanderbilt University Medical Center, said the bikes can be a great gift to children in need. In many instances, children with special needs and physical limitations are less physically active than they need to be, he said. “Having a bike can be more motivation to get outside and exercise,” he said. “It also opens up the kids a lot more for socialization opportunities.”
WE couldn’t agree more and we are SO encouraged by the efforts of these amazing students and the adults who are supporting their vision, that we are pledging to support next year’s event!
A parent recently sent me this email:
“ …I cannot thank you enough the creators of fat wheels. For the first time my 11- year-old autistic boy rode a bike. They taught him how to pedal and maneuver at school using a special needs tricycle. So moving on to his 20″ bike supported by fat wheels was easy for him. Please pass on my gratitude to your company owners. You guys are not selling wheels, you are helping parents like me see what they never thought was possible.” – Vivek Saran Columbus, Ohio
What a joy to receive this email! I thought – “He gets it! He really gets it!” FATWHEELS are not just adaptive training wheels or wheel stabilizer kits – they are magic carpets!, wings!, – ok, maybe now I am getting a little carried away…. It is just that I get SO excited when I think about the potential locked up in so many individuals.
If someone can experience the fun & freedom of riding a bike by simply adding a set of FATWHEELS what else is possible?
Could my child actually learn to make eye contact when speaking to others? Do I dare to dream that these meltdowns will not be an issue for her one day? Could it actually be possible that he will get a job or be able to live independently from me? The sky is the limit!
My own son is now 22 years of age. He has met & surpassed so many of the goals I have hoped & dreamed of for him. So, “ keep on keepin’ on” – the road ahead might get a bit bumpy but you WILL get there.