My family are all autistic. We appreciate when sensory experiences in our environment are predictable. We enjoy the comforts and routines of home. A few of us are ADHD. We love new experiences and adventures. Two of us are adults with lots of positive travel experience. Three of us are children with less confidence travelling … Continue reading Why we love our caravan holidays
My family are a pretty neurodivergent bunch and that means that reading words in books isn't natural or enjoyable for all of us. We don't go to school or follow a curriculum at home, and we aren't involved in any therapy or education programs. When we started to notice one of our children might be … Continue reading Our unschooly dyslexic reading journey
"It's late," (my precious firstborn). Standing in the centre of your bedroom. You smile and *boom*
It has been a really big week of reflection here. It was our eldest child's birthday. He had a party with lots of his unschool friends, and spent most of the week gaming. Birthdays always get me reflecting with gratitude and sometimes a bit of parental guilt and remorse. Being the eldest, and the first … Continue reading Birthday reflections
I've been experiencing some discomfort lately as I unpack and try to put back together my thoughts and feelings about screen time and social media. I have always been extremely supportive of neurodivergent people's needs and rights to access tech for communication, friendships, and fun. I defend against screen shaming adults whining about young people's use of screens. And yet...
I've been staring at the artwork this morning. It has connected with me. It is the perfect image of what it means to be a neurodivergent family and live that truth as a family together.
I want to create a wellspring of stories to nourish other neurodiverse families, and show the world we exist, we have Pride, and we love and support one another in our own ways.
I've been focussing heavily on follow-up from meetings with the UN in Geneva for Autistic Family Collective. In the meantime, I have found pockets of writing space for some posts I am proud of over at Respectfully Connected.
Returning from my travel to the UN in Geneva for Autistic Family Collective, I was wide awake and jetlagged, and wrote a list of some of the things I just won't accept this Autism Acceptance Month (or ever!). Things like sympathy, denial, stigma, hate and fear...
I have been appreciating lately the quiet in our lives. We are not quiet. Not even a little bit quiet. We're neurodivergent in various overlapping ways, and for us that means constant running, singing, jumping, stimming, chatting, climbing, moving and creating. But although my family are the opposite of quiet, we have made deliberate choices … Continue reading When life is quiet