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I Am Special

My name is Ben and I am five. Mummy says that I have a very special brain and that is why we were allowed to go on all the rides at Legoland without queuing. I think that I am all special, not just my brain. I have special eyes and ears and hair and even a special bottom that is extra good at trumping and that is why everybody loves me.

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Disabled? Me? Take a look at yourself!

Apparently my child is disabled. There are some days when I think about this 'diagnosis' and I laugh at how utterly absurd it sounds. How can my gorgeous, unique, loving, normal looking little boy be classed as disabled?

There are other days when I am so utterly drained by the end of the day that I draw some kind of relief that he is 'disabled'. Somehow it makes me feel slightly better. I am not just a failing mum, incapable of keeping my child under control, unable to command any level of respect and an utter failure at protecting my toddler or kids at the playcentre from his impulsive shoving or poking.

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Conformity (and Pink Pancakes)

Is it just me and my slightly rebellious spirit - or are there are a lot of illogical rules 'out there' that people seem to follow mindlessly like conforming robots.

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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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Mummy Go Away

'Mummy go away' came the harsh but innocent voice of my precious little boy. It's not that he doesn't love me or want to be close to me but simply that once again I was disturbing his precious bedtime routine with his daddy. Read more
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Kids Say The Funniest Things

Waiting to pay for my shopping one very busy Saturday afternoon, I realised Ben was mid-conversation with the rather young and innocent looking cashier. She was coping rather well with Ben's incessant chit chat - which I presumed was about dinosaurs or planets. Read more