Reflections

At least a hundred times per week, I used to call my husband at work, sobbing or raging down the phone.

“..and then they did this!”

“..and they also did that!”

April. Is. Hard.

(The following is expressed with gentleness and respect from an autistic person, and from one parent to another).

Part of my identity in this lifetime is that I’m a Mum.

...

I’m sitting out on the balcony, really loving the breeze and the trees and the birds and I’ve been thinking about going home in four days.

How much I miss my little girls and my husband...

This would have been 1979/80.

Mum bouncing me on her knee, you'll notice a familiar expression for many autistic bubbies on my face.

We're taking in so much information all of the time, all that...

April. Is. Hard.

(The following is expressed with gentleness and respect from an autistic person, and from one parent to another).

Part of my identity in this lifetime is that I’m a Mum.

...

Good morning.

I’m sitting out on the balcony, really loving the breeze and the trees and the birds and I’ve been thinking about going home in four days.

How much I miss my little girls...

Scrolling, reading, listening

Looking for loving energy

Kindness, gentleness, empathy and compassion

I am more present now, than ever

More aware of what energy I cultivate and put out into the...

Do you know how often families come to sit in consultation with me, with the intention of understanding their childrens' behaviour?

The number one focus is usually on our children, on how we can...

My eldest daughter

My first child

She bore the brunt of my raw and heavy trauma

Reflected back to me

All the parts

Like a mirror

I was inaccessible

Locked away inside

Angry

Threatened

I didn't know...

Dearest NeuroDivergent kin,

My kin who hoard

My kin who are tactile defensive

Touch aversive

My kin who self isolate

My kin who home educate

Never has there been a time

Where we know

More than ever...