Please Stop Commenting on my Son’s Weight.

In the last year, Sonny’s physical appearance has changed quite a lot, he has grown tall, so tall! He has lost that dainty little boy look and has grown into a charming young man. Sonny has put on weight. I know. I can see. Yet people continue to comment on my son’s weight. Please stop commenting on my son’s weight. They say it to me like he’s a stranger and no son of mine, hunched towards me, words so whispered they almost make no sound at all. ‘He’s really chunked up hasn’t he!’ ‘He’s got big! He’s put on a lot of weight hasn’t he!’

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Mirror Mirror On The Wall. Who’s The Proudest SEN Parent of Them All?

Sonny, I can’t quite fathom just how quickly this year has flown. We are less than two weeks away from the summer holidays. On the other side of summer starts a brand new school year, Year 2 in fact. You really are quite the young man now. Your big brother will be starting Year 4 and possibly the most exciting of all, your baby brother will finally be joining you big boys when he starts in the new Reception class. I envision it now, your wild eyes gleaming at the sight of your baby brother wearing uniform identical to yours and those happy-clappy waving hands when you see him playing in the Reception garden.

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Go Team Green

Not too long after that incident, I sat with the Head Teacher, SENCO and Class Teacher for a good length of time. We discussed his behaviour plan in great depth, what was working well and what wasn’t working so well. We hashed over what we could do to make things better and the outcome was pretty good.

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A Guide To Surviving School Mornings

To the mum that high fived me for getting through another morning school run, I salute you! I see you fellow mamma, looking occasionally rushed and flustered on route to the classroom door. We get one other. We don’t pretend this whole mothering thing is easy. It’s certainly not.

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To My Special Needs Sibling | Part 2

Instead he became fond of the softness of the skin on your head as he kissed you. Fond of your little fingers, how they were just like his only very small, and how adorably cute you looked when you smiled at him for the very first time.

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Guest Story by Livia Vass

Livia Vass is a typesetter and mum to two lively boys (one on the spectrum) and two sweet cats. Her son was diagnosed age 9, so they are further along on the autism journey.

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Calm After The Christmas Storm

Every small step for us is an important one. It doesn’t matter if the day doesn’t go to plan, if it isn’t perfect or doesn’t mirror the way everybody else is spending theirs.

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Autism | The Moment I Knew

Knowing all I know now, I wondered how on earth we ever reached the end of that pier in the first place. I don’t remember too much about the walk back to our spot on the beach but it must have been calm. Quiet and reflective. My little boy was different. I knew it then. I just needed to know why. I needed to know how I could help him.

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Luton Airport Fire Station

On Friday, Joe, Sonny and I took to the road. We had dropped Riley off at school to take the coach to the Peter Pan pantomime. Zachary went for a play at his Nanny’s house while we embarked on an adventure of our own. We’d been invited to Luton and Dunstable Airport Fire Station to meet some very special people.

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