Today is World Mental Health Day. A day we should all be talking about. Trying to dispel the stigma. Mental Health problems, either directly or indirectly, affect us all at some point of our life. Just like Autism, they are often hidden disabilities. People may look like they are thriving but they are barely just…… Continue reading Mental Health Awareness.
Along our special needs journey we have met lots of new friends. Lots of amazing children all growing up with different diagnoses. All following different paths. We have learnt a great deal about so many challenges faced by children and carers. We have learnt that awareness is needed, not only for Autism, but for the…… Continue reading World Down Syndrome Day.
Nobody really knows how to parent. We don’t get an instruction manual or a rule book. We don’t get step by step directions. Yet we do it. There is something inside of us that drives us to. We see the vulnerable little babies and decide that we are going to care for them for the…… Continue reading Parenting the right way.
Autism Siblings. A brothers point of view. I have a sister with Autism, and I would like you to see, Just how different, and hard, life at home can be. I am her little brother, I am 8, she is 10, Sometimes we get on, but then she is mean again. It’s not that she…… Continue reading My sister.
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 Minecraft….and Pokémon at Christmas!
I like to think I am a kind person. I like to think I am calm and approachable. …..I know I am not a very good friend. I am selfish and absorbed in a world of Autism and disability. They are all I talk about. They are all I think about. Everything I do and…… Continue reading Parent friendships.
My boy. I adore the very ground he walks on. He is my calm in the storm. The light in my dark days. My hug in a fight. He is 8. Only 8 years old and he is the person I turn to. His 10 year old sister has Autism and a list of physical…… Continue reading My boy. (Siblings.)