Child of mine, I see you. I see you. How much you love and accept your neurodivergent family members – without conditions. How you flap along with your younger siblings even though flapping doesn’t come naturally to you, because you want to share in their joy. How you willingly partake in scripts because you know […]
American-born to immigrant parents, Morénike Giwa Onaiwu is an autistic woman in multicultural, neurodiverse, serodifferent family of color. Morénike, a community advocate, writer, mom, and educator, is a firm believer in neurodiversity and responsive, relationship-based parenting.
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Sometimes I feel like a double agent. I am Autistic. I’m not ashamed. I think I’m pretty obvious – at least to my own people. Autistics can pretty much peg me as part of the neurotribe pretty easily. But it seems many others can’t. Like several (though not all) Autistic females, I guess I “pass” […]
I’m so freaking tired of people throwing around functioning labels. “High” functioning autism. “Low” functioning autism. “Moderately,” “mildly,” or “severely” affected by autism. Aside from the fact that these labels are arbitrary, divisive, imprecise, and inaccurate, they just don’t make sense. As someone (not me) brilliantly stated, “Low functioning means that your strengths are ignored; […]
In the US, Valentine’s Day is one of the most successful commercial endeavors of the year. In the weeks leading up to Valentine’s Day the pressure gradually increases until the big day arrives. Jewelry, roses, chocolate, and stuffed animals are sold in seemingly endless quantities. Dinner reservations book up quickly as do romantic get-aways. Many […]
As much as I can, I avoid those types of offices when my younger children are with me. You know the type: quiet, sterile, not child friendly. Offices where food, drinks, and/or electronic devices are not allowed and where a security guard is standing watch glaring at people. That type. I’m an adult, and even […]
(This post is also published on the Autism Women’s Network page.) Long before the day we received a formal autism diagnosis, I already knew my daughter was autistic. I hadn’t picked it up at first – not because the signs weren’t there, because they were, but because I didn’t see anything problematic in those signs. […]