Since the death of my father, my fae has been searching, in vain, for a blue house. It has taken some extensive and gentle probing to ascertain the particulars of this house. It turns out this house is very big, and situated ‘over there’ (this statement is made with a vague hand gesture in aContinue reading “The Blue House”
Tag Archives: Life with fae
We have normality
After 6 long weeks normality (such as it is) has been restored, so “Anything you still can’t cope with is therefore your own problem.” Sadly, this is a long list of problems. Some of it is fall-out from the 6 weeks, and some is ongoing issues. As I have mentioned in past posts: some traitsContinue reading “We have normality”
The difference between fine and masking
“But she seems completely fine. “ This sentence, regularly uttered by friends and even family who have neuro-typical children, makes me want to tear my hair out. To put this in context, our nearest relative is over 100 miles away; nearest friends over 200. They have not been in extensive contact with my daughter. TheContinue reading “The difference between fine and masking”
The Flight of the butterfly
So despite our best efforts to distract and divert, our daughter has sadly not forgotten about the blue wings. So, with no small sense of trepidation, I logged on to that great warehouse in the sky and searched the South American river. It was with great relief that an acceptable set was found: A setContinue reading “The Flight of the butterfly”
Rolling with imagination
My fae has an imagination that is, at some points, a strange and scary place. I have heard it said that children with autism lack this singular human quality, and I have to say that in our experience, that is total hogwash. Not only does she demonstrate imaginative play, she will insist that we playContinue reading “Rolling with imagination”
Happy Birthday Tiny Marshall
Our fae has a companion. Not a real one, but a stuffed toy which I may have alluded to a time or two in the past. This is a small, plush Dalmatian that goes by the moniker “Tiny Marshall”. This is a Paw Patrol reference (she has been obsessed for the best part of 4Continue reading “Happy Birthday Tiny Marshall”
Direct Payment
Surviving half term was a touch-and-go event. At some points, I wasn’t sure that either myself nor my daughter was going to make it. It was a relief to drop her off at school on Monday morning, and send her off with a wave as she happily disappeared through the door. I slept. For twoContinue reading “Direct Payment”
Just being
So, my daughter is coming to the end of her first year of school. In that time, I have been trying to recover from 4 years (two of which include the COVID lockdown) of being basically the only one looking after her full time. My husband and I had no family nearby, and he hadContinue reading “Just being”
Not the daddy
So, the forms and signs of how our daughter’s fae tendencies express themselves continue to evolve. This one did take us by surprise, although in hindsight it probably shouldn’t have. My husband, on a day-to-day basis, only wears white T-shirts. I know that you are not asking for fashion tips, nor would you take themContinue reading “Not the daddy”
Summer Holiday Blues
Trying to organise the summer holidays has turned, in my case, into something of a military operation. I have, I admit, begun to panic about all the time I have to fill with a small child who will be expecting to be entertained in the manner to which she has become accustomed since the startContinue reading “Summer Holiday Blues”
Raising the Modern Fae 