Aidan’s Holiday Gift To You

I’m not a big Xmas or any-holiday kind of person, and Kirk Cameron didn’t make me get any more warm and fuzzy about it this year. BUT! My kid is. The difficult part of raising a child with a disability and teaching mainstream stuff and what is going on in the world around them, is … Continue reading →

Stepdad on Day Planner Duty

Earlier this week–the boy won’t go to bed till all his routines for that day are written in his day planner, so he can cross them out before bedtime. He brings the planner to you to fill out then tells you “I’ll be there in 4 minutes”, meaning YOU will be there in 4 minutes, … Continue reading →

First hurdle of many

I passed the baby bar exam! On my first time, too: As many of you know, I am IN DEBT to my undergrad Catholic university (I call the nuns there sharks but really it’s not their fault, it’s higher ed in this country in general). So as a divorced mami to a teen with autism … Continue reading →

I HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS DAY FOR FOREVER

The boy’s birthday is in a week. He’s just learned to ride his bike after a decade or 12 years of trying to teach him (but who’s counting?) and he’s outgrown his bike at his dad’s house and doesn’t like hand brakes. So I just got him a cruiser for my house so he can ride … Continue reading →

Looking for E Is For Edna

All I do now is study. Last night my dreams were about making a prima facie case for defamation. I wish I were joking. This semester has been a blur. We had a party for Aidan. Really for his friend Gonzalo. Gonzalo didn’t come and his mom won’t call me. But that’s cool. We’ll win … Continue reading →

Another Mother’s Day

Admittedly, I don’t know what typical (or “normal”, for you non-disability folk) mothering is like. I’ve bought my own cards from my kid and signed them and made my own celebrations because as a divorced mom of an only child with autism, and no one else in my house to assist him, there was no … Continue reading →

I HAVE A READER

My ex-husband sent me an email about how he misses the boy (& only the parent of a child like mine can understand that you cry and need a break, only to get to that break and realize you miss the chaos of your child’s life). He also made sure to tell me he really … Continue reading →