“We are all on the spectrum”“We are all a little autistic”“I get scared in strange places too”“I am not really a social person” I have so much to say when I hear those words. I have so much to share and explain. I have so much awareness to raise on a condition that is part of our lives, part of my son. I want to respond to those comments. I want to let people know

Guest Post by Lauren Morfett Everyday I ask myself was I the best mum I could be todayDid I help you learn what you needed to through play,If you could tell me would you say that I could of done more, I do try to play with you but sometimes you just want to keep lining your toys on the floor.  It kills me that you get so angry and upset,I know I haven’t got it all

Guest Post by Emer O’Hara There’s no place like home, there’s no place like home, there’s no place like home! These famous words from Dorothy in The Wizard of Oz have never rung so true in these unprecedented times we find ourselves in. Home is a haven, home is our safe place, home is where the heart is. But what happens when this safe space, this safe haven is all your non-verbal wonder understands. This

The tears ran down my face. They came from a place of hurt and stress and uncertainty. The result of the feeling of nothingness. A sense of loss. The loss of the life I thought I was going to have. A vision where me, my husband and three kids, would go on crazy day trips together, create memories and do the things that every other family did. My life expectations had been pull out from

“You get the coats, boots and hats ready, and I will do the toilet trips” I said. It was the standard pre-walk preparation we executed every week. As we all bustled in the small cramped hallway at the bottom of the stairs, with coats consuming arms and hats bobbing up and down as the pompoms got excited for their daily trip out, one little boy was missing. I looked around the doorway to see my