As we ever-so-gently force my youngest to get behind the wheel, he’s learning he’s more capable than he thought, and I’m delighting in watching him do so.
My youngest is about to embark on a new adventure: college (as a dual-enrolled high schooler)! It’s weird and wonderful and scary and awesome.
The knife-edge between encouraging my teens to self-advocate and stepping in while I still can is a precarious one, especially in a world that’s unfair.
A reader wants to know the value of putting a label on a struggling older child, or does it even matter? I have strong opinions on this one.
As my autistic son grows and matures, his awareness and coping skills grow, too. But I’m still grappling with his awareness (or lack thereof) when he’s sick.
While trying to balance helping my autistic son’s potential and limitations, I don’t always get it right. The good news is, he does, in spite of me.
A mom needs advice on how to help her sensory-seeking child handle disappointment on the sports field as it’s now starting to affect his relationships at school and with family and friends.
Having an invisible disability is hard; having an invisible disability as a high school student and being scoffed at by a teacher is worse. Don’t be that teacher.
Now that my “different” kids are teens, a reader facing issues with her 5-year-old wants to know if I see similarities in what we experienced.
Is normal a real thing? Should I be wishing my special-needs kids were normal? I’m not even sure it’s real, and if it is, well, it’s not for us.
Birthdays with teenagers can feel a lot like a timer ticking down, but sometimes they feel like victory, too. For my late bloomer, this birthday feels huge.
A young woman knows that autism runs in her future husband’s family. She’s thinking about the future already and wants to better understand Asperger’s in children.
Asynchronous development can be worrisome and/or baffling, but it’s simply a difference that brings its own challenges and even joys.
A mother wants to explain Asperger’s in positive way to her children now that they have a new friend who is on the spectrum.
I’m learning that it was never my son’s special needs that made his life more challenging, but his lack of self-esteem. What a difference some self-love makes!
Schools are closed today due to “excessive cold,” and it’s all my fault. Sorry, I’m not sorry—because it hasn’t slowed down my autistic son one bit.
After two and a half years of homeschooling, my autistic teen is embarking on a new adventure. Here’s why, and how we’re hoping to make it work.
In the excitement of adding a second dog to our household, I may have forgotten how hard it can be for everyone involved, even when it’s a good thing.
My son has just been diagnosed with Autism Spectrum Disorder (ASD). I haven’t the faintest idea what I’m supposed to do next.
One of the hardest lessons for my teens is that, sometimes, there are some things more important than being right.