A big old rant about respite funding and parenting two-year olds

I found a post in my drafts and although it is almost four years out of date, I am going to publish it now, for posterity. It can serve as a reminder to me of what life was like when Ted was 18 months old. Spoiler alert: it was hard. Much harder than it is …

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This is us

Hello! Remember us? Yes, we're still here (not the here of that photo above though, that was at the Green Man festival in August when Dilly and I desperately needed haircuts and Ted had the coolest shorts on site). I don't feel like I can say anything further on here without some kind of catch …

On parenthood 

Neglected though this blog is, I love to write. But I often need a kick up the bum to do it. So when I saw a competition on the excellent Motherland site, I knew I had to enter. I had a good feeling about my chances and it turns out I was right. I won …

No photos, please

Looking back at my pics for my previous post, there are some corkers of Ted. He often gets upset at having his photo taken. We're not sure why. Check out that sad face.              

Focus on therapies

I've been meaning to start a weekly thing on therapies for a while now. And in true tardy fashion (er, that New Year's resolution isn't going so well), here it is! Well, the intro for this regular slot, anyway. Here at Ted HQ we do, or have investigated, so many 'alternative' treatments for brain injury. I not an …

Clear communication

Ted is non verbal. That means he has no words. But that doesn't mean he can't communicate. Far from it. He makes choices by looking at things, and he has a wide range of expressions from super excited to heartbreakingly sad. But recently, he has been using sounds to communicate his feelings. It began with …