Living with Autism

Click here to read about how Wendyb and the rest of the blog community are rallying around to support a fellow blogger who was terribly injured in a small plane crash last month. There is a beautiful necklace to bid for and as the bids go up, Wendy is adding more treasures to the haul. Feel good and look good at the same time.

A couple of my dear correspondents and I have been discussing the issue of "unloading". Where you either undertake an activity that provides a release, or take it all the way and "talk to someone", such as a counsellor or psychologist.

I will be honest with you: I have had contact with counsellors in the past; some very good. And I got the message that unloading all your problems on your nearest and dearest, including siblings or friends that you see very regularly, is not a good idea. Because next time they see you (or the person/people you were whinging and bitching about) they will view you a little differently. Maybe even as a little bit of a victim, which I simply cannot stand the thought of! achgh!

The other problem I can see with "unloading" is: who is going to carry it all around if you don't?
I don't mean to stretch the metaphor but seriously, if you get it all out there in the open, it doesn't mean that anything is going to change. Ther…

On this day in 1999, Mon Ange ou Demon arrived in my life to make me laugh and ..smile.

She is 9 today and sang "Happy..Bert-dai" with me this morning. Then we counted 9 kisses.
(then we disagreed about wearing a party dress, she went into school in her H&M Tee-dress as usual) As you know I rarely post photos of the real "us" but this happy snap lives on top of the dresser outside her room, and cannot be moved. Or else she says "I Want - Mummy and ----" And I think it captures exactly how I feel about her.
A scan of a laminated snap from her "flash cards" set. I wish I had the original but alas..
So wish my Bratty a happy 9th Bert-dai.
Now I have to put on my pinny and go ice an Oswald Cake for her school party. xx


Cake:shop bought victoria sponge covered in home made icing with Blue food coloring Legs: Fig rolls cut diagonally and iced as above Mouth and eyes: Liquorice from Sweet shop Hat: From Mr Potato Head, The Clockwork Orange Edition Weenieth…

I have been mulling over this post for about 4 weeks now, just as I have been mulling over my next step in the campaign for good over okay

Or, as you fashion folk might understand it:
The Couture Intervention vs "One Size Fits All".

And the delay in transmission has come as a result of exactly what pulls us back from the campaign; Real Life.

Because when things get tough at home, I have learned to pull up the draw bridge and concentrate on what is happening between our walls. To not let anything else drain my energy away. But I learned this the hard way, because time and time again, I have burnt myself trying to "do the right thing".

You see, I feel a strong commitment to my "community" and I always feel that if I can help, if I have the skills, then I should. I also feel, often times that if I don't do it, no one will.
I would feel this irresistible pull to volunteer to help out, to turn up at a meeting or a presentation, even if it was putting unreasonabl…

Lately I've been following a few discussions on my "mentor" fashion blogs like Super Kawaii Mama, Skylark and Already Pretty, and I say discussions, because the comments have been as fruitful as the posts.

These girls have been talking about why when you are clever, you have to be daggy or dorky.
or if you are a parent, you have to devote yourself to running around in track pants and god forbid wear heels on the school run.
So, why is it, when you are being the best version of what you are, that you should you feel embarrassed taking good care of yourself? Why should Style preclude Substance?

As some of you know, I am a dedicated fan of Thriftage, my new word for finding wonderful, sometimes designer, but very individual treats in charity shops. I also do a bit of ebay, and end of season sales shopping, and Outlet stores but only for things that look individual.

I like wearing these outfits to lunch, and dinner with Mr Hammie and the regular Mummies' Nights Out I have wit…

Well folks, I am totally fed up with autism so I decided to do a couple of fashion posts; just until I get my mojo back.

May I say: Respect to all of you who do this daily! I finally appreciate how difficult it is!

Firstly, I had to wait until Bratty was out as it involved "moving things" (ie. shoes and clothes) Then I had to get the light right, and the angles and back drops. I had a good digital camera but I donated it to the school so I had to borrow Mr Hammie's blackberry because it has a flash, and teach myself to use it and well, humph. What a lot of work you gals and guy do each time you do a post!


My first efforts are terrible. But I really really love these clothes so I will try and make up for it by telling a little story for each piece.



These are my "Carrie" shoes. I know she never wore kitten heels in any episodes, it is just how they make me feel. I got them for a wedding, but have ended up wearing them with Khaki capri pants and 3/4 length skinny…

Firstly, Happy 10,000th hit to me! I tried so hard not to check it today (so it wouldnt be me) and got lost somewhere between 9971 and 10,003. Whoever was 10,000th there is 10K in a brown envelope....
No sorry, but if you were 10,000th, a packet of Tim Tams is on their way to you if you leave a comment.

I would like to thank most sincerely my loyal readers and all of the fascinating, funny, intelligent and very very pretty blogs that I have on my blog list, whom I know send me hits via their mountain of readers. Of course, it's not just about hits, but about the spread of awareness. So next time one of us Autie Mums (or Dads) is struggling to get on a bus; maybe one of you will be there to help out, Because YOU KNOW what autism is.

I also want to thank my blogrollers for the company these long wet "summer" holidays.
Having kids with high needs really means not going anywhere most days. Having Bratty playing the Diva for the last 4 weeks has limited even our usual outings to …