Stalker
My daughter’s heart is a ticking time-bomb with a fuse of indeterminable length. It could blow at any minute. Hypertrophic Cardiomyopathy. This will be her stalker, prowling along behind her for all of...
View ArticleFive Things You Should NEVER Say to a Mother of a Special Needs Child!
I know the comments you are about to see are well-meaning, but quite frankly, they’re patronising, and insensitive, at best. We mothers of special needs kids get sick of hearing them. We don’t want...
View ArticleEpiphany
This week, I experienced a kind of epiphany. I was driving back from our local hospital. I had attended an AFO (leg brace) fitting with Carys, during which she screamed holy murder throughout, when in...
View ArticleRiding the Wave
It occasionally seems to me that some people think raising a child with special needs must be a romantic and heroic thing to do; they give you that look which says you’re doing something noble and...
View ArticlePerfect
I first became aware of this strange human condition in junior school. We had been set a project by the art teacher. I wanted my picture to be perfect, the best I could make it, so I was most taken...
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