Gently you place the recognisable paper cup beside me. But it’s not just a coffee. It’s a warm and welcome rescue on a day that blooms from a restless night and meltdowns; It’s a reminder that you have my back, you will be there to catch me just before I fall, and bring me back… Continue reading Not just a coffee…
Tag: Autism Mum
Endless paperwork…
The endless admin behind advocating for a child with additional needs… It’s late, no digital media expert would ever recommend posting at this time on social media as the algorithm would not like it, and it is very possible that no one will see it but I still felt the need to share! Over the… Continue reading Endless paperwork…
Emotionally based school non attendance
Emotionally based school non attendance is more than not going to school. We have been navigating EBSNA since Síne was in nursery. Morning meltdowns, late to school, random days off. She is autistic & in mainstream. Keeping her home from school was never the easy option. To be honest when supporting a child going through… Continue reading Emotionally based school non attendance
Sorry I have been so quiet lately…
I wrote this little piece during the early days of the covid 19 lockdown however it is one that feels a little bit relevant again when I have a daughter struggling with school based anxiety and school non attendance. Sorry I have been so quiet lately… This place is hectic, Our house is far from… Continue reading Sorry I have been so quiet lately…
Life lately…
Dropping the girls off to school this morning, the wind from Storm Amy was slowly starting to pick up. We watched as two birds tried with all their might to fly yet despite their wings rapidly flapping, their bodies soaring and swooping, and a constant flutter of movement, they were getting no where. They almost… Continue reading Life lately…
Day trip to the seaside
“You’re too young. You don't understand.” But Tara understood more than they did. She lived it, day in day out. She pulls the door closed. The heat in the car is smothering. Stifling her own thoughts. Her heartbeat pulsing in her ears. Hot. Suffocating. Screaming reverberates through the car. Her sister kicks out, helpless. Her… Continue reading Day trip to the seaside
Take my hand
Take my hand, I will hold you tight. That mask you hold is deep and thick, hiding your true self from all who look. I see it getting heavier, weighing down on your innocent mind and little body. Those tiny fingers drumming, hands and feet rhythmically moving, discarding the lights, the voices, the noises that… Continue reading Take my hand
Wee Bubble of Books 