We’re not normal || Sometimes I am not OK with that

I get to pretend.

To pretend that everything is OK. That we are all fine. Then I have a day like last Tuesday, where it just soccer punches you right in the gut. Where it takes your breath away and you can’t hide from it and you can’t pretend to be normal because it is plain to see for all in big, bold, capital letters.

Can I Be That Mum…Again?

My Parenting Journey I have been a parent for almost nine years. I am currently starting my fourth parenting journey, with our baby boy Ezra, who is just four months old.  It is strange, some thing has changed. I think…

A date to be remembered || March 10th 2015

So, March 10th. It feels like a date that should be recorded, a date that will be forever etched into my memory. It was after all the day my middle son Zachary officially received his diagnosis;  Autistic Spectrum Disorder, ASD. At…