We’ll Take On This Life Together – Autism, My Son And Me

Six years ago, I was a relatively new autism parent. To be honest, I still felt like a new parent, navigating my way around a world full of vomit, shit and soft play when Joseph’s diagnosis was handed to us like a shit sandwich. I have a friend who writes about the use of language and…

Fear Of An Autism Label

Ever since we have ever known about autism there has always almost been a fear of a diagnosis, not necessarily the diagnosis itself but the ‘label’. In the early days, I didn’t want to believe that my daughter had autism as I didn’t know what that meant for her and that scared me. After many…

Autism – It’s Not Always What You Think

I am longing for the day that this word doesn’t consume my mind. Maybe other people are also longing for the day that it doesn’t consume my mind. Actually I don’t really share much ‘autism talk’ with many people at all. I dont know why. I knew such a long time ago that we were…

Play It Again Sam (and Harry!)

I will start by apologising to the regular readers of this blog. I am not as humorous and I don’t swear half as much as Tina does. I will however, give it a go. Well it has happened, Joseph’s first sleep over at a friend’s house. My eldest Harry is 5 months younger than Joseph…

What Autism Means To Me

Autism is something that was never in the plan, but something that there’s absolutely no way of changing. It’s about becoming a family that you never thought you would be yet realising that you are the family that you were meant to be all along. It’s about reading and learning everything that there is to…

Let’s Talk About Autism

When my daughter started on the long old process to an ASD diagnosis, I was in complete denial. My daughter didn’t have autism, why do people keep suggesting it?! I constantly told myself she can’t have autism because she does this, or doesn’t do that. However, in hindsight, I think I knew fairly early on…

Perfect

Dear Joseph Today you reached double figures, the grand old age of ten. Everyone says it, but where has the time gone? A while ago, I wrote another letter to you. I told you about how I had found life hard after you were born and the subsequent years but how I loved you with…

It’s Not About The Socks

I’m not an attention seeker. I’m that person who often jokes about the daily struggles but tells you that I’m ok. The truth is, often I’m not ok. I worry about the tiniest of things and my worries take over my thoughts. I read something recently about anxious people can often seem bossy or nitpick…