A different black dog

So we live in the middle of nowhere. Well in the middle of nowhere but a 10 minute drive to Sainsburys. My mum says she couldn’t possibly live so remotely, she’d hate the lack of human contact. And yes, there are days when I am completely alone except for the odd farmer on a quad…

Brain zaps

I’ve been reading a lot of blog posts about anxiety and depression and I feel like such a fraud. There are people out there having ‘episodes’ and ‘crises’ and getting their parents to take the kids for a few days so they don’t see them at their lowest point and I feel like such a phony member of that club….

Mum on the (school) run

Don’t mess with a mum on the school run. I try so hard every day but I’m always late. Mainly because I insist on trying to cram another five minutes work in rather than jump in the car. I hate being late but I abhor being early. At my daughter’s school it’s like the old…

Songs for my daughter – 2

I’m currently reading a book called Neurotribes – the synposis of which is ‘ What is autism: a devastating developmental disorder, a lifelong disability, or a naturally occurring form of cognitive difference akin to certain forms of genius?’ I want to believe it’s the latter, or at least that the ability to think and behave…

Songs for my daughter – 1

I find music an unbelievably powerful force. I can’t just stick on something in the background. I get far too involved.  Music gets inside me, burrows under my skin and penetrates the deepest recesses of my soul.

Be kind

Today my special girl had a paediatric appointment for a Griffiths developmental assessment which, like many of these previous assessments, will probably show that she is 2-3 years behind her peers. Today my niece had a bone scan to assess a femur fracture that has been caused by bone weakening after treatment for cancer in…