Autism, Family

2 Steps Back

Sawyer sailed through Year 3 with relative ease and for a minute there it looked like his additional support really had been a magic key that had opened the door to a calm and positive education. As the summer term came to an end both Sawyer and his sister were eager to begin the six… Continue reading 2 Steps Back

Autism, Family

Autism Dads

Fathers of autistic children are often lost and forgotten. Their feelings are not regularly discussed, their voices not heard, and their stories never told. If you were to google the words ‘autism blog’ you would discover pages and pages of words written by mothers, but there are comparitively very few that tell stories of what… Continue reading Autism Dads

Autism, Family

Confessions

Sawyer is an incredibly endearing and often hilarious 7-year-old. He is kind, inquisitive, outgoing and incredibly handsome.  He faces the challenges autism throws at him with admirable determination. The meltdowns, the sensory overload that fills his days, and his lack of special awareness are an example of the threads that tie Sawyer and autism together.… Continue reading Confessions

Autism, Family

The Bigger Picture

The emotions that run through me when I watch this old video are so conflicting. I'm filled with love. It seems like forever ago and also like yesterday. I remember those pyjamas, the new baby smell, the sleepless exhilaration that came with becoming mother of two children. But I also remember the feeling in the… Continue reading The Bigger Picture

Autism, Family, Uncategorized

New Beginnings

I’ll never forget the first time Sawyer dropped a mince pie, picked it up, dropped it, picked it up again and placed it onto Santa’s tray. By the time his sixth year rolled around I was finally able to tell people that Sawyer was starting to get excited for Christmas. Although it happened far later… Continue reading New Beginnings

Autism, Family, Uncategorized

Floodgates

By the time Sawyer started school, most of my anxieties were fuelled by a fear that he would be misunderstood. He had not long since turned 4 years old when he went in to reception class, and had been verbal for only a few short weeks. Sawyer’s inability to keep still remained his overarching characteristic,… Continue reading Floodgates