one of those days

No Matter How Dark Our Days Get We Must Never Lose Hope 

“I hate you, and wish you weren’t part of our family.” Screamed 3yo Freddy, in another one of his rages. It was fuelled by me insisting that he went to the toilet when he got up this morning. I know, what a terrible mama right? Anyone who has lived with a threenager will know how tricky they are. Super sweet, caring and loving one minute. The next all hell has broken loose for suggesting something that should only be worthy of a nod.  I do hope it’s just a phase, I find myself thinking multiple times every day. I can’t spend …

chronic stress

Chronic Stress: An Autism Family’s Elephant in the Room

Yesterday was International Day of Happiness. You would never have known in my house, it was more like yet another day of chronic stress. This is doubly ironic given how my last blog was all about how well we are doing. How it feels like we’ve turned an elusive corner with our 7yo autistic daughter Polly, and can finally see some light at the end of the long dark tunnel. Not that we’ve had a break from challenging children, oh no. 5yo Clara has seen to it that there has been no respite in that department. Not that it’s her …

kindness challenge

Our Kindness Challenge Advent Calendar to Countdown to Christmas

We’ve never done chocolate advent calendars here, and our elf on the shelf experience was an absolute nightmare. Seriously, it was so bad that she got sold on eBay last week. This year we’re giving something completely different a go, and the children will have kindness challenges to complete each day.    I’ve already decided that my word for 2017 is going to be kindness For a multitude of reasons, but ultimately because we need more of it in the world, and especially so in my little family. It will be great for the kids to consciously think about doing nice things …

The Trouble With Autism

The Trouble With Autism

We’ve had a crap week, they happen to everyone, and once you have kids you come to expect them every now and then. The trouble with autism is that your definition of a good week is what most other families would consider to be a crap one. When you’re an autism family, there is no capacity for extra crap on top of the usual crap. Head lice and worms, and other people’s minor inconveniences might just push you over the edge.  A super crap week is just too much, because everyone is ragged and running on empty already. Exhausted from the night wake ups …