This notebook is a living record of Hannah-Rose’s journey.
It’s where her story continues beyond the beginning. A place to share updates, moments of progress, challenges, hospital days, small victories, and everything in between. Some entries are informative, some are emotional, some are simply real. All of them are written with honesty and love.
Hannah-Rose was born with arthrogryposis, and while that diagnosis is part of her story, it does not define her. These entries reflect her strength, determination, and the reality of life navigating medical systems, therapies, and everyday family life with a child who does things her own way.
The Notebook
This notebook exists for connection. For families walking a similar road. For those wanting to understand more. And for anyone who has followed Hannah-Rose from the beginning and wants to keep walking alongside her.
There is no right place to start. Read from the beginning, the latest entry, or wherever feels right to you.
UNDERSTANDING ARTHROGYPOSIS
The name Arthrogryposis comes from Greek arthro meaning joints, and gryposis meaning curved. It’s a word that sounds complicated, almost scary, but at its core, it simply describes stiff or curved joints. For us, it’s the word that first knocked the wind out of me, the word that entered our lives and changed everything.
When Hannah-Rose was diagnosed
When the world started listening.
A few days after the Givealittle page quietly went live, something unexpected happened. We weren’t prepared for it, not mentally, not emotionally, not in any way. Dan’s phone buzzed with a message from a reporter at the Otago Daily Times. He explained that he’d come across Hannah-Rose’s page, read her story, and felt moved enough to reach out. He wanted to help us share her journey with people who weren’t on social media, people who lived offline, the ones who could easily miss stories like ours unless someone physically put it in front of them.
Parent Support & Mental Health
When you hear the words Arthrogryposis for the first time, the world tilts. It’s not just a diagnosis it’s a landslide of questions, fears, and the sudden pressure to become a full-time advocate, medical translator, and emotional anchor before you’ve even finished your morning tea.
The things we carry
There’s the obvious stuff we carry the kind of things every parent knows by heart. The baby bag that somehow weighs more than the baby, packed for every possible situation. Paracetamol and Brufen for before casting appointments. Teething gel Jack and Jill’s, the one that actually helps. Extra nappies and bottles.
Supports, Advocacy & Grace
It took me a good two weeks to even say the word arthrogryposis. After hearing the devastating news to abort, it felt like I didn’t sleep for weeks. Everything felt heavy. The air, the noise, even time. I remember sitting there wondering how something I’d never heard of could suddenly become my whole world.