Do you remember that girl?

So the good news? Well, actually, amazing news! Do you remember a girl who would refuse to go to school? Do you remember the girls Mum in utter despair at being reprimanded for her daughters late entry to school everyday? Do you remember a girl who used to have meltdowns daily, before and after school?…… Continue reading Do you remember that girl?

Autism Mums.

Autism Mums; a poem. 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…… Continue reading Autism Mums.

Our Autism Family.

If you want to be friends come on over, Accept us, please, just how we are, I know that our family is different, And the behaviours may look quite bizarre, Normal is not something we do here, We accept the differences we own, And instead of trying to hide them, They’re free to roam in…… Continue reading Our Autism Family.

In the shadows.

I have a son. My boy. A son I don’t often talk about. I do talk alot about how my boy lives in my girls shadow, but not about him. My boy is neurotypical but my girl has Autism and other disabilities. I have taken time to talk about how having a disabled sibling affects…… Continue reading In the shadows.

Our Autism.

This week is Autism Awareness week….. ……this is something I never thought I would have to write about. When I fell pregnant with my first child I was so scared that something would be wrong with my baby. For the first 12 weeks I did repeated pregnancy tests to make sure I was still pregnant.…… Continue reading Our Autism.

It’s Mothers Day (In the UK).

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).

Oh to be normal!

Oh to be normal, What would that mean? I’d be dressed up all trendy In a hoody and jeans? I’d be out playing on my scooter, Zooming around on my bike? Having fun with my friends, Doing what I like? I’d pretend to be older, Try hard to fit in? I’d dye my hair all…… Continue reading Oh to be normal!