For The Love Of Sleep…
My son Brody has never been what you’d call a good sleeper. We have always had to sit with him until he falls asleep (still do). He has always woken at the arse-crack-of-dawn (still does).…
View PostMy son Brody has never been what you’d call a good sleeper. We have always had to sit with him until he falls asleep (still do). He has always woken at the arse-crack-of-dawn (still does).…
View PostBefore I became Brody’s mum, I had barely stepped foot inside a hospital. I rarely saw doctors. I had no experience of physiotherapy. I didn’t even know what an Occupational Therapist was. I couldn’t unfold…
View PostFor me, the saying “life doesn’t come with a manual, it comes with a mother” is spot on. Without my mum, I would be lost. There are very few people who “get” Brody completely.…
View PostSometimes when I’m feeling sad about the cards that Brody has been dealt, I press my face against his, close my eyes and wonder what life would have been like for him if he didn’t…
View PostOur son Brody isn’t your neurotypical 5-year old. Cognitively, due to a learning disability, he is much younger. At 2-years old, our daughter Sydney, is cognitively older than her brother. Both of our children…
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