Being present in discomfort

I am currently sitting on a step outside my local library watching my son cry and pace and moan. He doesn't like me to come close to him during his fits, so I wait nearby and watch to ensure his safety. I am ensuring my safety too, he has already pushed me once during this... Continue Reading →

The Patriarchy Kills my Vibe

I have been following the Kavanaugh saga. I am not American. I am not a sexual assault survivor. I am simply a woman who wants to be validated as an important part of society. And yesterday confirmed that a lot of people in power in a powerful country (the majority of which are privileged white... Continue Reading →

Just Keep Showing Up

If I've learned anything in life, it's this: the only way to make an impact on someone's life is through relationship. There needs to be an established familiarity, respect, and trust in order to make change in someone's life (hopefully mutually). I don't want anybody telling me what to do unless I know they understand... Continue Reading →

I’m a good (enough) mom

E has always been a challenging child especially with me. Sometimes only with me. Yet when he gets upset, he does not want to be comforted by me. Dad? yes. Auntie? yes. Grandmas, Grandpas, education assistants? yes, yes, and yes. But not me. Even as a baby he would struggle in my arms if i... Continue Reading →

Keep on Truckin’

E was difficult to assess, not in the official autism assessment, but all the others leading up to it. We would get into an office full of toys that didn't need to be shared, with two adults who's sole focus was him and, shockingly, his behaviour was perfect. On one hand this makes me smile... Continue Reading →

Senior Executive Assistant to the CEO

Those who know me are shocked. But Jenny, how did you get such a prestigious position without a university degree? Well, this CEO is fairly new in his field, I was at the right place at the right time, and DNA tests have confirmed that I am biologically constructed for the position. Also, this particular CEO... Continue Reading →

How did you know?

I often struggle with the choice of whether to mention that my son has ASD or not. On one hand, it can help explain some of his behaviour, but on the other hand I want him to be treated as equally as possible. Of course i tell anyone who works with him - teachers, therapists,... Continue Reading →

My Sweet Little Dementor

When E was a baby, he was really easy going, I could take him anywhere and seemingly push him past other babies’ limits. That is, he was really easy going until he wasn’t, until he’d had it and start screaming. And I am not talking about some mewing newborn who’s cry is “so cute I could eat... Continue Reading →

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