Happy Mothers Day. A poem. It is Mothers Day today, but please spare a thought, For mums who don’t receive gifts their child has bought, For mums who won’t get a card, a picture they have drawn, Or a handmade posy of flowers which they have written their name on. It is Mothers Day today,…… Continue reading It’s Mothers Day (In the UK).
I was casually chatting to the cashier today as she was scanning my shopping. She asked me what I was up to today. I told her that Monday is mostly cleaning up after the weekend. She asked if we’d had guests, I told her no, we just have children! I explained that we don’t tend…… Continue reading Invisible?
I can’t decide what is worse: Seeing your child in pain, or knowing there is nothing you can do to help. Today they are both breaking my heart. I am angry because my child has this ‘thing’ that I cannot take away. I am upset because I wish it was me that was hurting instead.…… Continue reading Pain.
Hidden disabilities. Are they? I mean, once we understand the disability, is it really hidden? I could probably pick out a child on the spectrum because I know……I understand. To the public yes it is hidden. Not the disability. The diagnosis. The understanding of the diagnosis. Not so much hidden, but misunderstood. My girl doesn’t…… Continue reading Who has the disability?
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.
I take so much for granted.We all do.Simple things like we have a house to live in, heating to keep us warm.We have clothes to wear, facilities to wash them.We have air to breathe, light to see, people that love us for who we are.And yet……I feel ungrateful, trapped.We are never entirely happy with what…… Continue reading Trapped?
One of the most frightening places to end up with your child is A&E. Not only scary because your child needs emergency medical attention, but because of the huge change in routine… …visits to A&E are never planned. They are always full of people. Noisy, bright, busy. Waiting, waiting. So much waiting. A nightmare for…… Continue reading Emergency.