Safe spaces and spoon theory

I’m not normally one for metaphors, but this one rang a discordant bell with me. Have you ever heard of spoon theory? Here’s a short summary for those who haven’t: Every morning when you wake up you have a number of spoons in the drawer that you can use. The number varies from person toContinue reading “Safe spaces and spoon theory”

I can’t help you when you’re being this logical

This fantastic statement was made to me by a therapist the one and only time I went to see one. Several of the agencies I have been referred to have suggested, cajoled and eventually coerced into speaking to a therapist. Apparently they felt it would be good for me, and consequently good for my fae.Continue reading “I can’t help you when you’re being this logical”

Caring for Carers

Today I had another highly depressing conversation with another professional – well, a charity worker (are they professionals? I lose track) – about what help I need to look after my daughter. I find these conversations rather trying, because the first part of the conversation is always the same – and always very depressing. TheyContinue reading “Caring for Carers”

Things you notice raising a neuro-divergent child

It’s been a voyage of discovery raising our daughter. And not just learning about her, either. We have sat in meetings with professionals whilst they assess her behaviour, and been shocked by the statements they have made. Being told that behaviours that you thought were perfectly normal are actually ‘stereotypical’ for a specific condition hasContinue reading “Things you notice raising a neuro-divergent child”

Reluctantly Playing the Main Role in an RPG

Have you ever played one of those infuriating games where, for no apparent reason you have to unlock the green chest with the red key that you got from the one-eyed wizard to retrieve the amulet to make the cat talk so you can get the directions to the hidden forest to save the babyContinue reading “Reluctantly Playing the Main Role in an RPG”

Transport Drama (ongoing)

So my Fae is – as I guess a lot of such children are – entitled to transport, supplied by the council, to and from school. This is because she requires extra support, as she has a tendency to Houdini herself out of any harness or seatbelt; has no sense of danger; and can beContinue reading “Transport Drama (ongoing)”

Negotiations and getting what you need

There are times that, like it or not, your fae needs to do what you tell them. This can cause conflict: if they have PDA (pathological demand avoidance) tendencies, it can be impossible, or at least very difficult. I have some suggestions for how to get your way with your fae child, some of theseContinue reading “Negotiations and getting what you need”

The mystery of the missing Bubble

It’s funny how one small thing can screw up what was otherwise a damn fine day.  I suppose at this point it would be wise to explain about Bubble. Bubble is a small, green triceratops with a monobrow and a loose thread round his neck. Don’t ask me why he’s called Bubble, I have noContinue reading “The mystery of the missing Bubble”

The cyclic pain of the summer holiday.

Last week I didn’t write a post. This is because, like many of you, I am in the depths of the summer holiday. 6 weeks of freedom from routine and the humdrum of school and nursery life. For a lot of families this means the excitement of holidays in far flung places (or at leastContinue reading “The cyclic pain of the summer holiday.”

The blood and agony of bedtime routine (and why it’s worth it)

Our daughter has a bedtime routine. She will go to bed happily and stay there all night. On a good day she won’t get up until about 7am. On a bad day she’s up at 4am, on average she gets up somewhere between 5 and 6.  This was not something achieved without significant effort onContinue reading “The blood and agony of bedtime routine (and why it’s worth it)”