M. the Ripper

As I've mentioned previously, my son M. has autism. I'm in Holland instead of Italy, and life is definitely interesting here. One of M.'s challenges with living in our world concerns his sensory processing. Here's my parental, non-medically trained, limited knowledge on the subject:  With typical people, when we invoke our senses by seeing, hearing,…

Welcome to Holland

Last week I mentioned that I was granted permission to post one of my favorite essays.  It touches upon what it feels like to parent a special needs child. It was originally given to me by my son, M.'s, teacher years ago on the first day of school, and it has stayed with me ever…

“Poison Experts”

Tonight I had the pleasure of using one of the many phone numbers posted on a magnet on my fridge.  Pizza delivery?  Nope.  Real Estate agent?  Nope. Poison Control. Unfortunately, it wasn't the first time I've sought out that magnet. My little guy, M. finished his bath and ran downstairs while I was helping my…