Breakfast Tree is a working/writing title for this life project that my family endure every single day.
I am a mother, a project manager, a creative and a more recently, a secretary for my 3 year old son as we undergo the ongoing drudgery of assessments for Autism Spectrum Disorder (ASD).
The boy (my eldest son) has an incredible mind. He has mega sensory processing difficulties and I was under the impression that he would be diagnosed with Sensory Processing Disorder (SPD). However, Health Professionals simply don’t want/can’t diagnose The Boy at this age, even though there is so much blinding evidence to help and support us along this journey. Anyway, SPD doesn’t even appear in the DSM5, so clearly it can’t actually exist, scoff scoff.
Personally, I suspect that he has Pathological Demand Avoidance (PDA) which is part of the Autism Spectrum. It sounds like a total blag of a diagnosis, but he fits the bill to a tee and it’s hard to imagine why none of his Professionals have never even mentioned it as a suggested reading point. We have a fair bit of intervention from Health Professionals, but often this is a waste of all our time, as they are not forthcoming with information, making us all feel at a loss…I end up doing most of their job for them. Something about me, I research like hell, fight to the death and I do not trust anyone to do a job better than me. Especially when it comes to my children.
Yes, Children… I do have two. Two boys. In fact, one is only 8 months old, The small one, but small he is not. The small one was born big, built like a tank for one reason only, to withstand his brothers affections. Clearly something in the womb, inside me designed the Small One with an outcome in mind, Protection, purely by size and might, he’ll need it.
Breakfast Tree is one tiny little nod to my family’s favourite programme ‘Ben and Holly’s Little Kingdom’. One fleeting scene with a tree filled with breakfast food for the Gnomes. I loved it, it stuck with me. The boy’s obsessions take over our lives, so they may as well influence my own online presence.
I am honest in my opinions and sometimes extreme in my views…believe me, they are all my own. I never intend to offend, but hell, our life is pretty damn offensive so it’s hard to share that in a media friendly context. I have promised myself to be brutal.
Our life is real life. Deal with it every day or begin to be eaten away.
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