Spinning in Circles

I felt compelled to write this after my solo supermarket outing recently.  Basket loaded I searched for a counter with the smallest queue (obviously) and could hear in the distance the screams of a distraught child. The nearer I got …

The Christmas before last we were in no way prepared for how the festivities were going to affect Franklin. He had been very young on previous Christmases.

Young children are so accepting. The most accepting generation. They see a person, another child, a friend, not a label and not a disability. It is so beautifully innocent how they

Franklin being non-verbal has been a huge and heartbreaking concern ever since we realised the words just weren’t coming. While my daughter does not stop speaking from the minute her eyes open, we’ve been desperately waiting,

Franklin was a remarkably content toddler, a dream child. For hours he would sit quietly in the corner of the lounge, playing with his cars, happy as Larry. He was the complete opposite from

I could tell from the Health Visitor’s face. We were at home and she was listening earnestly to me express all of my concerns and ask her a million questions. She was guarded with her replies. I knew all the …

Hello i’m Jo, wife and mother to two amazing children. Tabitha 7 - chatterbox, lover of little mix, dancing and watching bakeoff and Franklin 4 - non verbal, lover of spinning, jumping and holding something in each hand...