Why I fight, why I protest, why I keep opening my big mouth

  For this crazy lot. I fight for them. I protest so they don’t have to. I open my big mouth when they can’t. It’s not just about Maura and her disabilities – even if there’s more to fight for her than the other three kids. But when I fight to ensure Maura had a…

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And then, she was a horrible brat of a little sister – so, you know, typical

My own mother would tell how sometimes, she’d come home to us five kids, and someone would announce that no one got hurt and we cleaned it all up. Somehow our soothing teen words of assurance would make her want to turn around and leave. Needless to say, now that I’m the mother, I am…

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About the siblings…

I stumbled across an article on Pinterest about growing up with an autistic sibling, which linked to a blog post about parenting a neuro-typical child and a child with autism and how the NT child tends to get the short end of the stick. Needless to say, they both resonated with me. I will be…

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