As I sit down to type this, I am unshowered, wearing very unflattering pajamas that are covered in crumbs, and I have no makeup on. My bathroom has bath toys and towels strewn about, and there is cat food from one end of the kitchen […]
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the one where charlie breaks my heart and rebuilds it all at once
The time has come to get serious about Charlie and occupational therapy and diagnosis. Part of me always knew this was coming – it is certainly not my first rodeo. But part of me held out hope that he would be spared the uphill climb. […]

My Baby
That, right there, is a picture of my son, Matthew, taken at midnight….the moment he turned 12. Twelve! My baby! Shutup, I can call him my baby if I want to. And I don’t usually, but..holy crap! My baby! Is twelve! Which, of course means […]