The Parent Trap

I was raised thinking that anything is possible. Women don’t have to stay at home and raise the kids and can go out and forge a career. I felt proud of my own mother that she was working full-time, wanted to be financially independent and not rely on my father for ‘housekeeping’ money. But there…

Welcome to Holland? What about Benidorm?

When the Welcome to Holland poem was shared with me, it was a welcome relief. It explained everything I felt as a parent of a newly autism diagnosed child, but it still left me feeling sad and I didn’t like the comparison of Holland and Italy. I felt upset that I was on a different…

Something Kind of Beautiful

Something kind of beautiful happened this morning. Joseph had his usual early start (05:53 approx) and crawled into bed at the side of me. As it was still dark, he did his usual trick of feeling my face and putting his fingers at the corners of my mouth to check whether I was smiling; I…

For the Love of Siblings

In law, Joseph is an only child but in reality he has the friendship and love of two step-siblings. Even that is deemed as not correct either because me and my partner are not married and they have no entitlement to call themselves that. However, not being fussy on labels and being reasonably fluid, we’re…

Children At The Playground

I saw you today, but you didn’t see me. My son, was attempting to get on the merry-go-round/spinner that you were all playing on but it was going too fast for him. He waited patiently at the side whilst trying to decide whether to approach. He doesn’t have the confidence you have, neither does he…