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

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

OH GOOD GRIEF, once I started I couldn’t stop. Inspired by the finest post I’ve ever read, SEND Bingo by the effervescent Annie at...

Dear Friend, You are setting off on a new voyage with your child and you may feel frightened, lost and alone. I want you to know that...

Ah yes, World Autism Awareness Day.  The Boy and I haven’t discussed it today – he’s up to his eyeballs in exams and probably won’t see...

In our previous home it was almost impossible to get my children out of the house at weekends.  They wanted to hibernate and if they were...

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...

I am shattered.  This afternoon I witnessed a horrendous meltdown and, for the first time in as long as I can remember, it didn’t happen...

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...

First day of double school run.  Second day of No.1 child’s new school, first day of No.2 child’s new school.  Parent must be calm,...

I sat in Reception thumbing through the prospectus hoping to find, amongst the student profiles, a student with SEND.  Of course not. ...

Yesterday I made the 200 mile round trip to visit two schools for my daughter – the same two schools that I had been told had ‘raised...

So, we are moving.  Both children require a school place for September.  I have done my homework.  I have sat in front of a map and have...

It had been raining for days.  There were only a few places that we could visit without a meltdown and all but one of those was outside....

When I was young I had an almost intoxicating freedom.  Whenever I wanted or needed to escape, I could simply get up and leave.  Crap...

Oh dear.  You were doing so well.  You’d come to help, to intervene at a time of madness and you seemed to be being constructive.  I am...

Dear Friend, I’m sending you this postcard because I’m really missing you when you leave for your new home. In fact, I’m already missing...

… 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...

She walks past our house but doesn’t look over.  He is pleased to see her and follows at a short distance, not wanting to interrupt her...

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...