I feel my hand being pulled, and I look up to see Rhys. Rhys is three years old and non-verbal. His method of getting what he wants is by dragging me by my hand to the location. I always know what he wants. A week ago we moved all his normal requests out of his reach. My top cupboard now contains plates and bowls alongside packets of ricecakes and crackers. But the point is that

I sat on my lounge carpet, a lady from Portage kneeling down next to me. “We need to work on engagement and reward” she said, as my son sat a few feet away, unaware of our existence. He had a big dumper truck on the carpet in front of him, it was turned upside down with the wheels upright, spinning in motion. As the wheels slowed down, he flicked them with his hand and set

Being an official member of the 3am club, I want to introduce you to the top 20 realisations of getting up before the sun. You begin to ponder whether 3am is actually the middle of the night or just very early morning!Telling your son it is still “bedtime” is just a waste of energy, you are experienced enough now to know it is a waste of time. They are awake and to them the day

Umizumi is playing on the telly, with Bot displaying the task on his belly while Geo and Milli threw around some shapes and patterns to solve the problem at hand. I leave Rhys and his sister to the entertainment, their big eyes pulling in the light from the digital display. As I get on with my house chores, I pause and listen. That tranquil sound we hardly ever hear, but is the top of the

The chair is hard and uncomfortable, as I shift back and forward, crossing and uncrossing my legs in nervousness. There is a sickness in my stomach as I sit and listen to the comments being spoken to me from the other side of the table. “A quiet environment will suit him better” “He is not at the level expected for his age” “We are not going to be able to meet his needs going into