Cycles. Cycles of behaviour. Is it just my girl? It has been a like this since day one. We have periods of near constant meltdowns and horrendous violent and controlling behaviours. Then we have periods of calm. It goes from one extreme to another. From wanting to kill me, to never leaving my side. ….I…… Continue reading Autism behaviour cycle
This year I wonder if it would be easier for me, To load up a world and make a Minecraft Christmas tree, With glowstone for lights and spiderweb tinsel, And spawn creepers and villagers with which to mingle. To make presents with wool blocks in a biome with snow, To make them all colourful and…… Continue reading Alternative Christmas!
My Facebook feed is full of Christmas Trees. Beautifully decorated trees. It has started. The countdown to Christmas. It started really early this year, but our tree only went up today. Christmas. The best time of the year for my boy. I love it…..I loved it. It is the hardest for my girl. The waiting.…… Continue reading Waiting for Christmas…
What. A. Night. What a week, what a month so far! Christmas is such a hard time for my girl. I want to make it lovely, magical…..perfect. I want it to be something she remembers. Happy memories. Special memories. I want to make it something she loves. Every single year as Christmas approaches, behaviours increase,…… Continue reading The reality of our autism Christmas.
Please Santa.? When all is quiet, and I get time for me, I will sit and snuggle up under the tree, I will write to Santa, but not ask for presents, All I want this year is Autism Acceptance. I know it is hard for everyone to see, And you all don’t walk in the…… Continue reading Please Santa…..
Having Autism, my girl is not very good at picking up social cues. She has no concern about what people think about her. She finds it difficult to relate an action to a consequence. Recently this has become a slight problem….especially since hormones have made their presence known! Smell. That is what I am talking…… Continue reading The smell….
I want control. I need control. I am control. I am Autism. A fear of being out of control. A fear of uncertainty. A fear of feeling unsafe. A fear of being in an unpredictable world. I am Autism. I make the rules. I choose the rules. I am the rules. I am Autism. The…… Continue reading I am Autism.