Back in the bad old days, when communication was limited and meltdowns were frequent, getting to school at all, let alone on time, could be super-tough. One ...

So, we are in. Well, half in. Well actually probably not even that far in but we are getting there. This house move has been pure hell (aren't they always...

Here we go again. Another birthday, another school change. A pending house move, the end of term. The changes keep coming and your anxiety goes through th...

‘OH MUMMY!’, his beautiful face lit up with excitement. Ear defenders on, eyes shut, leaning towards me and throwing his arms around my neck, ‘ IT’S YOUR SO...

We’ve had a breakthrough.  Over a year and a half after giving up wearing school shoes and about 2 years since a sock graced her feet, my daughter has just c...

I won’t have the chance to say this to your face so I am going to say it here.  This is my platform, the place that I use to explain clearly and dispassionat...

… when he is desperate to get on with his lego but someone has left a cup and straw on the table which makes him retch and panic and he can’t touch it or mov...

Last night I rearranged my kitchen.  Not drastically but I’ve had a chuck out and put a few things in different places.  My son and his father had gone on a ...

‘Why are you feeding him those disgusting sausages?  With a diet like that he’ll be missing out on a lot of vitamins, wow’.’ Wow indeed.  Such a loaded quest...

A friend asked us to come to her barbecue.  She is more than a friend really, she’s one of those excellent people that texts every couple of months suggestin...