Motherless Mama
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By Arthur Fleischmann with Carly Fleischmann Chances are you may have heard about Carly. There was a great story about her on 20/20 when she began typing at the age of eleven as a way to communicate for the first time. Her story, along with her family’s a great example of how adversity can strengthen…
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The Out-of- sync Child recognizing and coping with sensory processing disorder by Carol Kranowitz, M.A. Before my youngest daughter was diagnosed last year with autism I was overwhelmed with all of the books offering advice. This book helps break down what you can do for your child who might not be on the spectrum but…
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I am snug in a booth in the food court at the mall. To my right is my three-year-old. To her right is the wall. We are munching on our coffee shop treats. We just dropped her sister at kindergarten. Across from us are a mom and her son. By the sounds of it their…
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My shock prevents me to answer the remark a complete stranger just said to me. I am waiting to pick up my oldest from kindergarten. At my feet is my three-year-old daughter who is laughing at a kid next to her. On the outside she looks like a regular kid. On the inside she is…
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One morning DD3 who has Autism grabbed her big sister’s hand and ran around.
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World Autism Awareness Day was last week. I understand the need to bring awareness to Autism. More and more kids are being diagnosed at a fast pace. As a mom of a three-year-old diagnosed on the spectrum, I wonder when it will ever be Autism Acceptance Day. Even at her tender age my daughter…
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From my family to yours, Happy Easter! See you next week. Xoxo D
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My youngest daughter this morning grabbed her sister’s hand and ran. Considering she has just begun her autism therapy journey, this melted my heart.
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Watching my five-year-old tear around the school playground after school makes me ask myself if I was once that carefree. I realize that I must have begun for the first ten years of my life. I have small memories of after school play dates and skating club parties. That all changed the summer before…
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; After washing the breakfast dishes and loading them into the dishwasher, I feel a sense of dread. I am spooked, and I know why. Without looking at the calendar or knowing what day it is, I just know. It is March 28th and I am now older than my mom was before she passed…
Danielle Christopher 