Who cares about hair?

Apparently, quite a lot of people. I spend a lot of my days in a nice little bubble of people who are pretty accepting of individuality. My closest friends are unschoolers, free rangers, vegans and other such folk who move to their own rhythms. Every now and then though, I’m reminded that there are lots […]

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Birthday Moments | by Briannon Lee

“Has he been invited to any birthday parties?” asks the psychologist. I am in the assessment room with our 3.5 year old. The psychologist is young, working for an Aspergers clinic with an excellent reputation. Her assessment is thorough. “No, he’s only three. Do kindy kids invite each other to birthday parties? We usually only […]

"Autistic Pride Day: June 18th. It is a day to be proud of who you are. Celebrate Neurodiversity."

Thoughts on Autistic Pride, Juneteenth, and Freedom

Where I live (Texas), every June 19th is the commemoration of “Juneteenth,” an important day in Texas history. Also known as Juneteenth Independence Day, Emancipation Day, or Freedom Day, it refers to June 19, 1865, the day a Union general and his troops occupied Galveston Island (a small strip of land in the Gulf of […]

Do they realise they are not woke at all?

There is a lot of revolting ableism in alternative parenting spaces. There are people around the edges of my life, in my social circles, members of my parenting communities – who creep me out. There are peaceful parenting writers and unschooling parents; people interested in wellness and those identifying as “Natural”. There are parents who […]

Judgement Day

There’s been plenty of times I’ve decided I’m having a bad day and it’s barely 7am. I’m a neurodivergent parent of neurodivergent children in a world that doesn’t sync well with our kind. It’s not hard to decide you’re having a bad day by 7am. But it’s not useful to make the call that the day […]

Should I get a diagnosis for my child?

Should I get a diagnosis for my child?

What if you are totally onboard with acceptance of your children in all of their beautiful diversity? What if you’re already on the acceptance bandwagon and now you’ve identified that your child seems a lot like the descriptions of children who are autistic, adhd, dyslexic, anxious, or neurodivergent in some way? What if you have always thought they might be, and it’s sat in the back of your mind like a nagging question?

Should you get your child diagnosed?