Moving, Autism, and a Tired Mommy
Yesterday I pulled into the driveway and eldest burst into tears. Why? The realtor had put a sign in our yard. It was official. We…
Yesterday I pulled into the driveway and eldest burst into tears. Why? The realtor had put a sign in our yard. It was official. We…
Sundays are always interesting in the Dyer house. And by interesting, I don’t mean fun. When Rachel’s routine is disrupted, she becomes anxious. Anxiety prevents…
It’s summertime! And that means pool time. … I’m not a huge fan of water. Watching it from a quiet beach? Yes! Taking my autistic…
And don’t forget your loved one with autism doesn’t. The first day of summer snuck up on me. School came and went in a blink….
Yesterday I was at a friend’s house chatting while our kids played upstairs. As usual, after only a few minutes, rumblings of discontent reverberated down the…
I’m sure many of you have been through severe weather lately. It probably went something like this; you sit down for dinner only to be…
Do you worry? Walk away from a conversation, wondering if something you said at some point somehow hurt the other person’s feelings or gave him…
Several months ago, I heard my daughter and her third-grade friends discuss the “recess friendship monitors” at school. When I asked what that meant, they…
I’m not certain who came up with the idea of daylight saving time, although I know they had many good reasons for it. One thing…
This morning I felt defeated. Sadly, that’s a common emotion for me. Even though it takes an Olympic wrestling match to get my autistic daughter…