Tales of my Motherhood || Learning to exhale

I wrote this post under a different title Learning to find joy in Ezra’s development. I wrote it from a different perspective and I wrote it in a different tone. However, the place I was writing it from was a place…

Monthly roundup || Our Favourite Five || August 2017

Here we are at the end of August already. Time is a funny old thing during the Summer holidays. It’s a bit “Wibbly wobbly timey wimey”. The holidays always seem to drag, but once I get to the last week…

Tales of my Motherhood || More than just flowers

More than just Flowers.

Zachary can sometimes struggle with his emotions, especially big emotions. I know this is nothing strange when it come to five year old’s. Heaven knows at the grand old age of 32, I do too. I have learnt to ‘read’ Zachary and I have learnt to preempt what many of his ‘triggers’ are. A lot of the challenges Zachary faces due to his Autism are the same as any other child his age, however it tends to be the intensity and frequency that sets him apart. When I collected Zachary from school on Friday he came out with this huge grin, ran up to me and hugged me. He tried to pick me up and he was talking ten to the dozen. I could tell you what was going to happen next, just by those first few seconds.

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?

*I apologise in advance as this is probably going to be a self indulgent incoherent piece of drivel, but here it goes.   I have been a parent for almost nine years. I am currently starting my fourth parenting journey,…