Christmas joy.

Not many things render me speechless, but this little picture did. I just love how my girl has captured the magic of Christmas, and how our little Domino is featured. Our little puppy has captured her heart in ways I had never thought possible. I have felt miserable this week. We saw our Paediatrician this…… Continue reading Christmas joy.

Independance.

Whilst out walking the puppy this evening I saw two 9 year old girls out playing. I was shocked mostly because it was dark outside, but also because they were alone. My over anxious mind then started asking me questions. Should I be allowing my girl out to play? Should I be giving her more…… Continue reading Independance.

Anxiety.

It gets too much. It eats me up. It swallows me whole and there is no way out. I live, eat, and sleep Autism. I am controlled by Autism, by its anxiety. My life is no longer my own. I am angry. I let it get to this point. I let it control everything. I…… Continue reading Anxiety.

Ill.

As my girl drifts off to sleep I am grateful to be sitting down. I am ill. I have an infection and I just want to sleep…. ….but I can’t. I have a child with Autism. I can’t be ill. I am not allowed. My child just does not understand. It is not in her…… Continue reading Ill.

Don’t touch…

Oh, to hold your hand in mine, To make sure you’re safe all the time, Oh, to stroke your long brown hair, A gesture to show how much I care, Oh, to hug you when you cry, To wipe tears falling from your eyes, Oh, to kiss your freckled face, To hold you in my…… Continue reading Don’t touch…