We live in a world of beauty, you know. We live among children. And what could be more perfect than a child? Can you remember when you were a child, before you began to feel the weight of the world upon you? For me, I don’t think it lasted long. I can’t recall times of […]
Something that I hadn’t really considered until just recently was what gentle parenting has given to me. Especially the gentle parenting of my autistic daughter. I’ve spent much of my life feeling broken and awkward. Like I don’t fit, or I fit wrong. Like I’m missing one or more essential bits of information that would just make everything clearer to me. I’ve repressed feelings, complied, tried to change, experienced severe depression several times, severe post natal depression several times, self harmed a lot and been suicidal. I’ve felt cracked and fragile, like I was compromising the well-being of my children simply by existing. Through most of that I’ve also parented.
I grew up with a mother who constantly played the victim. When I had something that was difficult for me, she would place the attention on herself and talk all about how it made her feel that I struggled with something. When I embarassed myself publicly she would tell me how humiliated she was and […]
These days I surround myself and my children with families who strive for peace, respect, and gentleness. I am fortunate in that I have some incredible, beautiful friends – friends whom I can relax with and who my children are safe with. But, it was not always like this! When I became a parent and […]
Some nights, I am filled with resistance. I feel it tugging at me as my 5 year old autistic son pushes back the world hard as the day nears to an end and he is weary of it. I am weary too and each request he makes of me feels like he is cornering me […]
I am down with my son eating what he wants. When he wants. I am down with him not bathing much. I am down with him not cutting or washing his hair. I am down with him sleeping wherever he likes. When he likes. But I am not yet down with him wearing winter clothes […]