Phew, sitting down for coffee with my mate, rather a rare occurrence these days. Normal life, some people know what that’s like, I stand on the periphery of what I believe to be normal life.
Phew, sitting down for coffee with my mate, rather a rare occurrence these days. Normal life, some people know what that’s like, I stand on the periphery of what I believe to be normal life. “What is normal?” Is the cliche people come out with regularly, but they are missing the point. Living with autism means things will never be normal. There’s so much that you have to adapt to, or miss altogether.
It’s not helpful feeling so different from everyone else, I don’t enjoy swimming against the tide
however, it’s a good job I have, because we wouldn’t be where we are now! Having had a very good week in which Angie has continued to construct short sentences using laminated text, which she started last week and I nearly pinched myself in disbelief. believe it baby!
Angie has been obsessed with bubbles in her room and was starting to drive us all nuts with it. However, in the true son-rise spirit of celebrating obsessions we have introduced,bubble counting, bubble hide and seek, sitting on the bubble blanket, bubble fishes, big, small, popping bubbles with different areas of the body has seen Angie’s curiosity blossom and lots of new words along with it.
So here s to daftness, silliness, and following your obsessions through to the end.
And to everyone’s who’s said I am weird in the last year,
I don’t care, MY AUTISTIC CHILD IS READING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!