It's Okay to Not Be Okay, Neurodivergent Parents!
We're parents of neurodivergent kids... maybe the apple doesn't fall so far from the tree after all?
I’m writing to you from my heart today.
It’s been a long road with Ocean, but unless you’ve known us forever, you might not pick up on that. Some people see our family and think:
“Oh, they have it easy. They can’t possibly relate to OUR situation.”
Maybe, maybe not. I’ve written a bit about our struggles, and when (if?) my book comes out you’ll be able to read the whole story. I just want you to know that while I try to keep this space encouraging and neurodiversity-affirming, we’re not pooping rainbows over here.
Ocean’s doing great compared to a year ago.
I don’t compare him to other kids because that’s a trap. (Well, sometimes I do. In last week’s post I mentioned my nieces and their Stanley cups.)
Can you believe I’ve been writing to you on Sunday mornings for over 3 years?!?
Self-Empathy On Sunday Morning
This morning I was reading Judith Hanson Lasater's book Teaching Yoga with Intention, the part about giving oneself empathy. My 11 year old son Ocean was taking a rare nap, entangled with me on the couch under an especially fuzzy, cozy blanket. In those moments it is so easy to believe I can communicate in a peaceful, empathetic way. I've been practicin…
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