I didn’t want to send Harry to a special school. I wanted him in mainstream with his twin brother doing all the things that other siblings were doing together. I wanted him to have loads of friends and memories to treasure forever. I wanted him to know that...
My boy is growing up. Although Harry is almost 14 years old, he has always functioned at a much younger age. In many ways, he still does; He is obsessed with Vtech infant toys and still needs a lot of help with getting dressed and personal care. His communication is...
This week I was explaining to one of the classes I teach what it means to be in ’emotional conflict’; to feel conflicted. Today, as I packed my sons suitcase for his week-long residential with school, I became the embodiment of that description. When I...
I have blogged in the past about my mental health journey. Initially, the shock diagnosis of Goldenhar Syndrome for my son Harry lead to depression. More recently I have been happy to share that I am struggling with anxiety like I’ve never known before, brought...
I took Harry to our local trampoline park recently and was struck by something that I wanted to write about. I have to say that this happens ALOT at the trampoline park. I’ve written some of my favourite posts there like my letter to the mum with the life I will...
If you are a regular reader of my blog you will know that I never expected the life I have today when I was pregnant. For those who are new to me and this page I’d direct you to my account of how life changed forever in a moment and ‘what not coping looked...
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