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This week is going to be challenging for me. I’m travelling next Sunday, and my whole nervous system has already decided that nothing else matters until then. I’m in what I call waiting mode . It’s such a strange feeling…Like I could literally just sit and wait for Sunday to arrive. As if everything else in my life is just background noise. Even basic things like eating, daily tasks, routines.. they all feel like extra layers on top of the waiting. And the waiting feels bigge

It’s strange when you look back. You learn very early what people like about you… and what they don’t.And without even realising it, you start changing yourself. At school. With friends. With everyone. You learn how to be “acceptable.” I spent years studying people. What made them laugh. What made them stay. So I could belong somewhere. “Those are your friends,” my mum would say. But she didn’t see the bullying. And I was too naive to understand who was real and who wasn’t. S

Many parenting articles say that boredom is good for children, that it sparks creativity and independence. And yes… that can be true. But if you are raising a child with ADHD, boredom doesn’t always look like quiet creativity. Sometimes boredom looks like chaos. An ADHD brain is in constant search of dopamine and stimulation. When those levels are low, it creates discomfort in the child, and behaviour becomes their way to generate stimulation and dopamine. Unfortunately, the

Sometimes I look around and think, how did we even get here again? One minute my two kids are laughing so hard the neighbours can probably hear them, the next is chaos. Tears, shouting, someone storming off, the little one crying because “she took my toy!” and my daughter insisting “he screamed first!” Sound familiar? I used to think this was just part of sibling life and in many ways, it is. But when you’re raising neurodivergent children, conflict comes with its own layers

I would have never said this before… but I’ve become a fan of having some kind of structure. I wouldn’t call it a strict routine because honestly, that would be a lie but, I do need rhythm in my days. Without it, we get to lunch still in our pijamas, nothing done, and I’m left wondering where the morning went. Don’t get me wrong, one of the things I love about home educating is the freedom. We don’t have to rush out the door every morning or follow a bell. But that same freed

Have you ever heard the phrase “sharing is caring” ? Well, here’s a little secret… it doesn’t work! At least, not the way we expect it to...

When I started this parenting journey, people loved to joke about how hard it is. I always figured tantrums and tears would be the...

One of the biggest mistakes we parents make is expecting kids to sit and “focus” for longer than their brains are ready for. The truth...

This week has been all about getting ready for our new routine. Not just for my daughter, but for me too. Homeschooling means everyone...

Before I share this story about my two-year-old, I want to mention that I’ve walked this path with my daughter too. She’s now eight, and...

As a neurodivergent family, we learn as we go. I’ve worked with many kids, I was a nursery teacher and nanny, but parenting my own? Whole...

Back to reality after one month of holiday… I mean, holiday life is still reality, but it’s a different one. And it’s way too short. When...

There’s nothing like being back in your childhood home with your own kids to make you realise just how far you’ve come and how much still...

Let’s be real. Most of the time when people say: “My toddler doesn’t listen,”  what they actually mean is: “I expected them to act like a...

What I Know Now as a Parent Let me tell you something I’ve seen over and over again with my own kids, the children I’ve worked with, and...

Family day out The past weeks have been… a lot. The sun finally showed up in London, and with it came this weird energy shift. Chaotic...

I will hold your hand until the end When I first decided to parent differently, all I really knew was: I didn’t want to do it the way it...

Mothering with love Some parts of me were shaped in silence. Growing up, respect meant obedience.Discipline meant fear.You didn’t speak...

Lately, my life is a freaking mess... the kind where I hide in the bathroom just to breathe. The kind of mess where cereal ends up in...

Yes, it’s the holidays. Yes, we’re tired. But also, our kids are watching. Listening. Learning. Copying. They’re not just picking up on...