It’s a beautiful spring bank holiday weekend here in New Zealand, my adopted country of 13 years. It reminds me of my childhood with the cherry blossoms and the sound of birdsong, though, half way round the world from my homeland, the sounds are distinctly different. The smell of cut grass remains the same… Continue reading A Day In the Life of…
This week a story has hit the world news about a teenager called Bethany who is being ‘imprisoned’ in a private health care facility in the UK because services have catastrophically failed her and her family. Bethany is diagnosed with PDA. When I first came across the story, I felt I was unable to hear… Continue reading Bethany. A story that should never have to be told.
My darling husband was born in 1967. When he was born, the ‘theory’ of the origins of autism was that it was caused by parents not loving their children enough and the term ‘refrigerator parents’ was coined. (This is where we all pause and then gasp). 51 years is not a long time in the… Continue reading The importance of standing up for PDA.
I think of our life as a big ocean. I’m a drop in the ocean, bobbing around taking it all in. I’m part of the ocean, not separate from it, but my experience in the ocean is uniquely mine. My family and my friends are drops in the ocean too and we bob around in… Continue reading Bobbing around in the waves of the ocean.
More and more families are discovering PDA as an explanation to their loved ones behaviors. Our Global support page members count now sits at over 3,000 and there are many other groups such as individual countries or specific sectors like education, self healing, or peaceful parenting. There are adult groups and regional groups. All… Continue reading Welcome to PDA and a reflection of our PDA journey so far.
Once upon time, a tiny we girl with wavy blonde hair, who could chat for the world, said no to the grown ups and no to her Mum. She said no to the teacher and no to the ones who tried to tell her what she had to do, what she would like and try… Continue reading A Poem.
It’s the biggest of emotions when it comes to parenting, but none more so than when you are parenting a child with an invisible, yet specific state of mind. We all doubt ourselves at some point, it might be several times a day, or it could be just a continuous background feeling of non confidence… Continue reading Self Doubt.