I had a moment of realisation this morning (whilst sat on a miniature train with kiddo, obvs). It suddenly struck me that the levels I will go to to help my child with additional needs have a lovely day out (couple of hours, let's be realistic about this) are actually INSANE. I will do pretty [...]
Pop Fantstic. A book review.
Last week I was sent a message asking me if i would endorse a product, a book. I get a number of these messages so I always approach with caution, but the lady sent me the book and just said to have a read and see what I think. Then I realised I had to [...]
How a simple call for help almost destroyed me.
Last week I made a phone call. That's all, just a phone call. I needed some help securing our stair gates to the walls as kiddo is now strong enough to force them off the wall and it leaves him vulnerable to dangerous places where he can access things like knives, medication, cleaning products etc. [...]
Special needs schools – searching for something different.
A while ago I went for a coffee with a friend. She was in a quandary familiar to so many mums. Which school should she send her child to? Only her situation was slightly different to the majority of this world as she was trying to decide between a special needs school or a specialist [...]
What will it take to convince you?
I try not to write my blogs when I feel let down or hurt. But I am today because I need to feel a sense of catharsis. Today I spent the morning on the phone. Not an unusual occurrence. I sat in a train station car park and spoke to two on call members of [...]
Learning to find myself again…
Its been a turbulent month. Really tough. The hot weather has taken an insane toll on kiddo. We have endured violence and sleepless nights. Our adventure to find our forever doggy friend came to an abrupt end. I've not been feeling it to be honest. I have felt vacant and low. The hubby has been [...]
A nice family weekend. Or is it?
I've spent most of this sunny weekend pushing an all too familiar feeling to the pit of my stomach, where I can almost pretend it isn't there. But not quite... It's hot. Bloody hot. And whilst the rest of the world may laugh at us Britts (understandably), we just aren't used to this weather. Especially [...]
