Most children's experience of divorce will depend on how their parent's perceive their own situation. It is sometimes possible to separate with compassion, amicability and with a loving belief that, as author Bryon Katie says, "If I lose anyone or anything, I've been spared."
The thing is, once we're in a position where sex might be a possibility i.e. in a quiet house with children either sleeping or not present, I start to think about how late it is or how the kids could wake up any second and wouldn't it be awful if we were in the middle of something if they did?
As a hypnotherapist I decided to use hypnosis to help my daughter settle at bedtime and it worked brilliantly. My daughter called it sleepy voice and we both came to love it. I used it from around 18 months onwards and for the first few years I used it at least three times a week
Those that argue that parents are not responsible for making a childhood magical, are fighting against this media fueled pressure on parents to achieve perfectionism. They are saying that a magical childhood is not about having a Pinterest perfect birthday party or making 10 different Christmas crafts.
Look, I'm not completely stupid - I get it: all this online brutal honesty is reassuring to other mothers when they feel down and lonely. But it's also creating an unhealthy trend; a self-fulfilling prophecy of inadequacy and a false acceptance of low parenting standards.
Listening to the symptoms I described, our GP was helpful and prescribed us a brown inhaler known as a 'preventor' to try. Although he showed me how to use it, the demonstration was crammed into the end of a short appointment.
That moment when you think you only have two minutes to get to school pick up and you're stuck in traffic an hour away, then you suddenly remember it's 'make ornaments out of your own bogies' club, is pure euphoria.
There are so many wonderful picture books this summer/autumn, I could have written this feature four times over. But here are twenty of the very best.
I bend forward, over his body, and reach for his calves, both of which feel more like small boulders than failing leg muscles. He relies on these like no other, as every Duchenne boy does, while he can still walk, to keep him upright and moving forward. He's having contractures, his calve muscles shortening and cramping. I squeeze one of them, and feel him flinch with pain.
I made my four year old participate in the reading challenge. His excitement was palpable every time he picked a book from the children's section and collected a Sir Quentin Blake illustrated card in his folder. Upon completion of the challenge he was awarded a shiny gold medal and a certificate- a 'gloriumptious' (glorious and wonderful) moment
Depending on when you asked me I could answer most of these questions calmly and sensibly, I know a lot of them were based on pure ignorance and the person asking didn't mean any harm.
Today, a Rookie's guide to some of the less inspirational nuggets of wisdom that have come to my attention while practicing parenting a child with additional needs. Sodium Valproate is the stickiest substance known to man.
When you are the parent of a child with autism you have a choice to make about schooling: whether to send your son or daughter to a special school or to a mainstream one. Special schools, where your child will be around only children with special needs, will have more knowledge; mainstream schools have kids that can relate "normally" and good habits hopefully to be copied... I think the system as is stands at the moment is failing these wonderful children who have so much to offer in this world and with the increase of diagnosis are not going anywhere and it will be a great loss to society if they are overlooked.
I was delighted. Nervous about the unknown, but absolutely thrilled nonetheless. From day one I saw raising a boy as an opportunity. I saw it as a special assignment. I mean here I was, a new mum, presented with the task of raising this little person.
See I've decided that if we are to share this bustling and somewhat cluttered mind of mine, we need to find a way to co-exist peacefully. I didn't invite you in but you seem to have pulled up a chair at the table nonetheless.
There are numerous names and labels - stay at home mum, full-time mum, home carer - for people like me who make it their full responsibility to raise their children and run the family business. None of them do any justice to the work that I do.