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When I'm An Old Lady

When I'm an old lady I'll have bright pink hair
I'll fart very loudly and really won't care

What others may think of my hair or my bowels
Or the fact that my whiskers stick out more when I scowl

Though scowls will be rare for the worries of youth
Will fade away fast along with my tooth

Talking of teeth, I'll not bother with that
And never again will I think I'm too fat

For each extra roll of blubber will be
Proof that my life was full and happy

I'll eat full fat butter and chew bacon rind
I'll even share if I'm feeling kind

When I was a teen my life was a mess
A battle of hormones, boys and school tests

My focus in life was my looks and my weight
I'd write down every mouthful I ate

The calorie content of every last bite
Determined if my day had gone right

I'd walk round the house trying to act tough
Inside i just wanted to be good enough

As an adult it was all about building my life
Getting married, children and being a good wife

Sometimes I did good, sometimes I did not
But I flippin well gave it my very best shot

I'll admit my two boys weren't the easiest
I just wanted for them the very best

Was I hiding behind the special needs label?
Or was their behaviour because I just wasn't able

To be the mum they needed me to be
To create the perfect family

When I'm am old lady, I'll have bright pink hair
I'll fart really loudly and really wont care

I'll write to the young me with wisdom because
I'll tell me that I was alright just as I was

I'll make sure I know all the things I have learnt
That love and acceptance are just there - they're not earned

That I didn't have to strive to be perfect
That despite cheap shampoo I am totally worth it

Now I look at my handsome boys - now grown
I remember the tears of love once sewn

I'll tell me about the men they've become
How incredibly proud I am to be their mum

Now that I'm old I'm not sure pink is quite right
Perhaps a little brash and slightly too bright

I'll stick to my God given colour instead
Maybe a slight tweak - maybe pillar box red

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Understanding Changes Everything

I absolutely love Christmas. I love making my tree beautiful; I love baking the cookies that my children then give to all our neighbours; I love wrapping gifts and making them look stunning; I love carol-singing; I love making Christingles and I love opening my presents. And so I really really don’t have much time for people who openly moan about Christmas – you know the ones that start being negative as soon as the shops play Christmas music or seem to get cross when you give them a present.

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Things I wish I'd been taught at school

Assume everyone will love me.

Now I am not saying for a second that I think that wherever I go people will love me. But there is a great deal to be said for learning this one single social skill of assuming that whoever you will meet and speak to, you will naturally get on. I think the technically correct terminology for this is 'assume rapport' and it is a really powerful tool for going into new situations such as meetings or interviews or even parent/toddler groups with confidence. I always struggle with the advice that you should try and picture people naked when you have to give a talk or do an interview - I mean what the heck is that about? Why would I want to have that image in my head? So so much easier just to assume that the situation will be easy and relaxed; you will be a success and that you are an instantly likable person. I find that when you truly start acting like you believe this, it will actually start to become a reality.

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A Frazzled Yummy Mummy

Parenting can turn you from super-sizzling career woman to frazzled but yummy mummy. I'm not entirely sure at which point the transformation takes place. I think it might just be a change in the way the brain works that occurs at conception and becomes increasingly obvious once your precious bundle of joy arrives.

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It Makes It All Worthwhile...


  • when I see my 'special needs' child comforting his little brother

  • when I see the excitement and anticipation in his face as he gives me a home made card or bunch of dandelions
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Being Ben Gorman

My name is Ben, I am 4 and I have Aspergers. I have a Mummy and Daddy who love me very much.

When God made me he gave me an extra special brain which makes me very special and unique. Sometimes this makes me stand out for some very good reasons. I am very funny, loving and very clever - if you just give me a chance you will see this side of me and learn to love me for who I am. Read more
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