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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SPACE Helping Families With Children on the Spectrum

Last week I wrote a piece on why I’ve chosen to fundraise for a local charity called SPACE for this years World Autism Awareness Week. I wanted to take the opportunity to explain a little more about the charity and what makes them so worthy of your donation. Space is a Hertfordshire based charity supporting parent/carers of children and young people on the Autistic Spectrum, with Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder (ADHD) or a related condition. The group has been running since 2007 and became a registered charity in 2017.

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Treading Water | 18 Months Awaiting Autism Diagnosis

Picture the scene. You’re stuck in the middle of the ocean, no boat and no oars. There’s nothing around you to hold on to, there’s no one to guide you and there’s nothing in the distance signposting help nearby.

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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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The Post School Meltdown

On the last day of term, I felt such relief! Finally, we had so much to look forward to. I was excited for the lazy mornings, leisurely afternoons and chilled evenings watching movies, snuggled up together on the sofa. Quality family time. However, Sonny finished reception like a compressed spring. The problem you face with a compressed spring is what happens when you finally decide let it go.

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Sonny’s First School Trip

Sonny.
Today you are going on your first ever school trip. You’re off to visit a farm with your 1:1 for the day Mrs H and all your friends at school. You’ve been excited about it for weeks now, asking me every morning if it’s Wednesday yet… if it’s ‘the Wednesday yet. You’ve been reciting the days of the weeks using your fingers in an attempt to work out just how many more days you have left to wait.
The time has finally come, it’s here and you’re off on a coach with the whole of Reception. Are you feeling nervous?

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Behind The Smiles of Our Autism Family

 A lady passes us most mornings on route to school, happy, smiling and completely free of judgement at the sight of me, sometimes stressed and often in a hurry, a young girl with three young boys in toe. A few weeks passed quite standardly, weeks of smiles, hello’s and blasé comments about the weather, be it pouring with rain or warm beaming sunshine there was always something to say. I wasn’t a lover of small talk until one day this lady said something to me that took me by surprise.

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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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Hurry Up, Slow Down

There are so many times in which I find myself in a constant flurry. These last few weeks, it’s been all day most days. In this I know I’m not alone. So many things to do, so many places to be, so many people needing your attention and sometimes – sometimes there are just not enough hours in the day.

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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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