Growing Up

My son is growing up. He has begun to chastise me for treating him "like a toddler or a five year old". He tuts with impatience and at the weekend he yelled "Are you ready, Mum? We've got to GO!" just like a husband chivvying up his wife. Welcome to the woman's lie of "I'll... Continue Reading →

When Life Gives You Lemons

Warning: sweary words within. Possibly NSFW. Today I had another one of my small and regular epiphanies. I haven't written anything for over a month because I have been absorbed with a number of personal, "life" issues. Nothing terrible, nothing earth-shattering, but nevertheless matters that required thought and attention and occupied my mind. Issues such... Continue Reading →

Talking About Autism: Identity and Community

Recently I have become very aware of autism as an identity rather than a disorder. From speaking with autistic people and reading their blogs, taking note of the rejection of person-first terminology ("a person with autism") and the preference for identity-first wording ("an autistic person"); the posts listing "that autistic feeling when..."; the visual stim... Continue Reading →

Our Easter Holidays

The school Easter holidays are nearly over and as usual I don't know where the time has gone. We went to the park, we went to town for new school shoes (Tom's only half a size smaller than me now!), we went to the cinema to see The Boss Baby, we went to the dental... Continue Reading →

Hear Us, Accept Us! #AutismAcceptance2017

Too important not to share. There is a huge difference between being aware of autism and making autistic people's lives better, making accommodations, allowing them to speak on their own behalf, not trying to force them to behave in a neurotypical/allistic way and shaming them for behaving autistically. Listen to the autistic community, find out... Continue Reading →

A Message to #actuallyautistic Visitors

Parenting an autistic child when you have no previous experience of autism can be confusing, stressful, tiring and lonely as there are few chances to talk to people who understand what this life is like. It drove me to create this blog, so I could share what I have learned and help others who may... Continue Reading →

Farts are Funny

Thomas is at that stage of life where farts are funny. Doing a fart is funny, the sound of a fart is funny, the smell is funny, Mum's reaction is funny. He has mastered the art of "hand farting" - that thing where you blow a raspberry into your hand and it sounds like a... Continue Reading →

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