That knot…..

Since my girl started her new school so many people have asked how she is getting on. Everyday when I take my boy to school, her old teachers, TAs, parents of children I know, parents of children I don’t know, ask about her. They care…… …..for years I thought they didn’t. When she was at…… Continue reading That knot…..

What about us? Anti Bullying week. 2018.

What about us? Alone. Footsteps echoing in the emptiness. Why am I made to feel like this? Crowds of people stop and stare. All alone and no one cares. What about us? Scared. Hiding behind invisible walls. Why should I have to hear this at all? Shouting, taunting, called rude names, Quiet whilst people play…… Continue reading What about us? Anti Bullying week. 2018.

Online gaming. Fitting in.

She wants to fit it. She wants to play and join in with everyone else…. ….except what she does is not play, or join in. She wants to be the boss, make the rules. She wants to be in control. She wonders why her brother and his online gamer friends won’t play with her anymore.…… Continue reading Online gaming. Fitting in.

Lost.

Diagnosis day was a day of great expectation. I expected help. I expected so much. Instead diagnosis consisted of an envelope full of leaflets, and then we were tossed away. Thrown into the big wide world. Landing in water. Gently rippling the surface like a pebble being thrown into a deep lake. Lost. Unseen. Confused.…… Continue reading Lost.

Remember, remember the 5th of November.

The crowds are gathering, the grounds are full, There are people everywhere, So much noise from everyone chatting, The smell of hot dogs fills the air. The sky’s all dark, the crowds go still, The loud silence hurts my ears, No one has said what is happening next, I can’t speak, I’m frozen in fear.…… Continue reading Remember, remember the 5th of November.

The price we pay.

Last night was lovely. We were invited to stay in a hotel with a group of parents who all have children with additional needs. Me and my husband were able to go away for the night…child free! But, like with most things Autism, it came with a price. We haven’t been away together for a…… Continue reading The price we pay.