Once a site for my own confessions about being a mom of an autistic son. Now a site where we can both share our writing.
I realized tonight that I haven’t painted my toenails yet this season. I say “season”, because I have never cared what my toes look like when I’m not wearing sandals. Let’s face it: I have always been the type of woman who has to be strongly motivated to put contact lenses in over glasses, and…
So my son stims. Your son stims. Your daughter stims. The whole autistic world stims. In fact, I stim (although I’m pretty certain I’m not not or do I run the risk of being diagnosed as autistic – I’m just wacky). So what’s the big deal? It’s a stress reliever, it’s a way of shutting…
This past weekend, my husband and I went to the Autism Now conference in Maryland. Something I am beginning to learn (that I’m sure all of you more experienced Autism Mothers will nod in agreement with) is that there is a ridiculous amount of websites and organizations out there who deal with autism. By “ridiculous”,…
I’ve definitely been rolling around in the mud of self-pity, sorry, and fear lately. I’ve also been wearing an Christmas-sweater-ugly cloak of anger. I’m not really out of this hole yet, to be sure. But Max is having a better day. So I thought it wise to write something nice so that anyone reading this…
So I am in a lot of pain. And not the physical kind. The aching soul kind. I know I am supposed to be writing something uplifting about life with an autistic kid, something parents of newly diagnosed kids can gain some relief from reading. But I guess: 1. I’m still a “new” autism parent…
So Max is on spring break this week and Mommy and Daddy were faced with the usual conundrum faced by working parents: to get nothing work-related accomplished all week (except at night and during theoretical naptime) or pay someone to keep him safe, fed, and pretty happy? We opted for the latter, especially because we…
Credit for the title of this blog goes to my husband, who pondered whether he should start his own blog about our son. Yup, my son is one of those kids. Here he is. Isn’t he a handsome boy? Yup. He is. His good looks motivated me to truly polish my photography skills and make…