I must admit that I was extremely worried about getting a dog when my girl is so volatile.I was worried that her violence may frighten it, or that my girl may harm the dog.But, in hindsight, I needn’t have worried.The dog was one of the best things we have ever done, not just for my…… Continue reading Autism and dogs.
This week is Mental Health Awareness week. Research has found that parents of Autistic children are twice as likely to suffer from a psychiatric illness.I do.A few years ago I had an emotional breakdown.I hid myself away, only the closest people to me knew, I felt so ashamed….….but now I stand proud with all the…… Continue reading Be kind to yourself.
I don’t even know how to start writing about today. It has been one of the ones I want to write about, but am too frightened to say the words. Not frightened because of anything other than being judged. Being judged because people don’t understand. Autism. That thing that most people have heard of, but…… Continue reading One of those days.
When my husband arrived home from work this evening, he asked how our day had been. I told him how it had been lovely and calm, and that I think we were now settling into lockdown. Perhaps the lockdown has become our new ‘normal’…. ….but then I realised that this has always been our normal.…… Continue reading Our Normal.
When it is quiet and I get a moment alone, I think of my girl, how much she has grown, How far she has come in a short space of time, In the darkest of days, she is my sunshine. The visions I had when she was first diagnosed, How I feared her to be…… Continue reading Autism Mums; a poem.
What a difference a day makes! We got out for a walk, and even got smiles! My girl hates to hold anything in her hands and so was very proud of her invention to keep the umbrella up in the rain! She has been so much fun today, a completely different girl from yesterday. If…… Continue reading A new day.
I am finding it really hard to stay positive. Everyday we wake up to the news of new infections, lots more people dying. I don’t want to get out of bed. I want to stay there, and hide, until it is all over… …but I am a Mum, and that just isn’t possible. Trying to…… Continue reading Our world/her world.