The thing is, things have been really hard lately. The boys are out of control. A couple of weeks ago I told the social worker that, and children’s social care Read More …

I’ve debated writing this post, debated writing again at all if I’m honest. I started this blog a few years ago, as an outlet for my own feelings, my own Read More …

There’s this thing that we do when we talk to other parents… we listen to their troubles, the things their children do that they struggle with, that drive them round Read More …

Whenever we’re out and about and Norman sees a sports car, he points to it and says “That’s what I’ll get you mama, when I’m a grown up, but red.” Read More …

One step forward, two steps back. That’s how life goes here. Norman managed a full week of half days at school last week, at the school’s request. This week however, Read More …

Don’t tell me you understand. Don’t tell me you know how it feels. Don’t tell me I’m doing a good job. Don’t tell me how lucky the boys are to Read More …

As I write this, it’s the middle of the night, way past my bed time really considering I’m to be up for work in the morning. The house is finally Read More …

It all got too much. So I wrote to our MP… I wasn’t sure whether to share it or not, but what the heck. Dear MP Further to the communication Read More …

I follow various “adoptive parent” groups on social media, for the simple reason that knowing someone is going through the same as you brings a tiny bit of comfort sometimes. Read More …

There were words and phrases that I didn’t know existed. Words like SENCO, and attachment, and early life trauma, and EHCP, and PRU… words and acronyms that just flow off Read More …