Mother Mode

He suddenly interrupted my rapid fire questioning by impatiently pressing a spot on my thigh like an elevator button, crying out, “DEACTIVATE mother-mode! I repeat, DEACTIVATE MOTHER MODE! All systems shut-down!! This is not a drill!! Mayday! Mayday!”

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Waiting for Night

Thoughts on Motherhood & Autism 2008 We’d reached the end of another crippling day. Alex was edgy, vulnerable, by evening, he’d reached the point of […]

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