Friday, 10 July 2020

Curiosity Killed The Cat, But It May Just Save Our Children!



Some years back I attended some training on using Dyadic Developmental Practice (DDP)  in supporting children who have experienced developmental trauma, during which I was introduced to the concept of PACE. The PACE approach focuses on P- playfulness, A- acceptance, C- curiosity and E- empathy. (I would recommend the Dan Hughes link below for more information regarding PACE).
Two things occurred to me; this approach should be used for ALL children AND surely curiosity is how we all respond to children! Being a natural people watcher and analyser I knew of no other way, yet it seemed this wasn’t the norm!
So now within my role in supporting parents to support their child and working with schools to adapt to individual needs, I talk about curiosity a lot! And as a parent I try my very hardest to use this each day (although I’m only human and sometimes energy levels don’t allow!)
Curiosity is a given when we are amongst adults! A colleague is late for a meeting, we wonder why? Are they ok? A good friend gets short and impatient with her children, we worry, they need a break. Our partner complains of insomnia and feeling unwell each evening, we worry about their physical and mental health.
Yet when it comes from a child we assume they didn’t care about being on time, they are rude and uncaring or they are attention seeking or avoiding. Maybe they are late because a friend was upset or hurt, maybe they were rude because they have had a hard time at school that day and too need a break, may be they are unsettled at bedtime and complaints of feeling sick are due to anxiety.
Let’s consider how this could look in school. A child is told off for talking in class; he is deemed disrespectful? Or maybe he is supporting his struggling friend sat next to him. A child is not sitting still and deemed unable to listen nicely, what if maybe she needed the loo but is too scared to ask as she knows she should have gone at break. And on that matter, in what work place would an adult be restricted to go to the toilet only in scheduled breaks?!
Anyway, the biggest point I want to make is the importance of curiosity when we are parenting, caring or educating a neurodivergent child (i.e. an autistic, ADHD) or any child for that matter, but especially for a child who is possibly less able to understand, articulate or verbalise their needs or distress.
Often a child who is autistic will behave or respond differently to a non-autistic child. This is because they experience the world in different ways and they may communicate their experiences in a different way. Either way their experience is real and valid i.e. if a child finds the noise of the hoover upsetting then that is real and a genuinely distressing experience even if the rest of the family don’t feel it in that way. Something I hear often said to a child is ‘just ignore it/them/her/him; the response the child often given is ‘I can’t just ignore’. This is real and truly excruciating for a child who is already possibly overwhelmed by the environmental factors such as; the sensory onslaught, the social expectations and demands and then some adult turns around and says ‘just ignore’ the annoying tapping of the child next to you, or the fact that your shirt feels uncomfortable. Overload and meltdown are likely.
So I suppose we need to be curious as to what is going on under the surface; under the surface of the iceberg, below the surface of the water of the swan. Many children I see don’t feel the build-up of their emotions, many parents talk about their child’s emotions going from 0-100 in the blink of an eye. Many children will try to mask or suppress emotions in unsafe feeling environments (see my last blog for more on masking), some children have differences with Interoception, in that they don’t feel the internal sensations that tell us our emotions are stirring e.g. that pounding heart when we feel anxious. Some children have alexithymia; difficulty feeling, understanding and communicating emotions. This interferes with children managing their emotions and is actually quite scary when you think a child could very suddenly be overtaken by a flight/fight response at any given time with no warning!
So with all this going on; sensory differences, different communication style, difficulties with understanding and communicating emotions, how can we respond with anything but:
Curiosity; what  why? What is my child communicating & what is the cause of her distress? Why may they be behaving/presenting this way? What is their experience and why?
Acceptance; my child is angry, overwhelmed, uncomfortable and although I don’t have the same experience, it is real for them. It’s hard accepting that my child is distressed and it may hurt me when they feel this way, but emotions are neither good nor bad and not accepting them does not make my child not have them or feel any better. I.e. ‘you’re ok, that doesn’t hurt’ when a child falls and cries, doesn’t take their pain away!  Imagine sat with a group of friends, talking through a negative experience you have had and your friends say ‘oh you will be ok, it wasn’t that bad’! I’m not sure you would feel understood, listened to and cared for!
Empathy; although I don’t feel the same way I can validate and empathise with my child’s experiences i.e. ‘I can see this is really hard for you’. The myth of autistic people not having empathy is still going strong! (This is absolutely false by the way!) And yet so many still have a lack of empathy for the lived experiences of autistic people. Empathy comes easy when we truly understand our child’s needs and experiences.
In practice (i.e. real life) curiosity could look like this; a child is ‘refusing’ to leave the house for a walk. Her refusal could look like; refusal to get dressed or put shoes on and/or dropping to the floor at the door, seemingly having a ‘tantrum’. One response maybe to shout, force and insist without question, inevitably causing further distress communicated in ‘challenging behaviours’ from the child OR a child going into submissive/fawn mode and eventually being forced into complying (often being made to feel like they are ‘ruining it for the whole family’ or ‘a naughty child’ if they don’t). HOWEVER let’s throw curiosity into the equation!  A child refuses to get dressed; why won’t they get dressed today (bearing in mind they may be unable to tell us what’s up, why they are struggling, not linking it with the walk even)? What have we planned today that maybe a struggle for them? What did we do yesterday that they are still de-compressing from? Do they need more down/chill time? Do they need some reassurance? Do they need some preparation or control over today’s events? What about a walk could they be struggling with? The child’s perspective could be; “last time we went out walking Mum stopped for half an hour to ‘chat’ to the neighbour who asked me lots of annoying ‘small talk’ questions like ‘how’s school?’ which is rubbish as I hate school but no-one ever wants to hear that!” Maybe the walk is overwhelming and scary as it involves crossing a busy road which always has loads of motorbikes/sirens/lorries on. Could a walk be causing physical distress, “every time I tell Dad my legs ache he tells me ‘we are nearly home’ when actually we aren’t and I’m in pain!” or “every time we go for walk we change the route, which means the walk is unpredictable and stressful for me.” If we could have empathy for this we could make adjustments and agreements that make the walk feel less scary and overwhelming for a child OR we consider if maybe it’s too much for a child to manage today and he needs to practice some self-care.
How could this look in school? The child punished for copying her partner is maybe struggling to process auditory information when the teacher gives instructions. The child deemed inattentive and always ‘daydreaming’ is needing to look away from the teacher in order to process what is being said to her. Curiosity in the classroom is paramount for ensuring needs are understood and met.
Re-framing our children’s ‘challenging behaviours’ as a communication of their distress, their overload and their frustration with a world that so often goes against their neurology aids empathy, which in turn naturally aids us to respond with nurture and care which in turn ensures our child has good mental health.
Curiosity has to be the first step to this!


Jodie


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Further Reading



Friday, 26 June 2020

A memorable day!



I’ve just seen a lovely post about a bride surprised on her wedding day by 2 students with down's syndrome bringing the rings down the aisle https://www.facebook.com/theapparentlypage/videos/vb.102972927835054/2328978547411853/?type=2&theater

It brought back memories of a wedding I went to with my then husband, M. 

I was working as speech and language therapist in a residential special school for children with ASD and complex communication, where we had a brilliant team of teachers and TAs. It’s probably my favourite place to work apart from this current job.  I had a really good working relationship with all the staff including Katrina, the music teacher. Katrina was getting married. 

Katrina had a lovely autistic student in her class, J aged 10 years, who looking back, had definite demand avoidance. She was bright, bubbly and we all loved her. She was also very stubborn and said and did things to shock. She had tried a part-time placement at the local school but her lack of inhibition had become too much of an issue.

J had shown a lot of interest in the build up to Katrina's wedding. She was interested in the dress, the groom, the cake etc and these topics had been incorporated into lesson planning with great results as it was following her interests and led by J herself.

Katrina, therefore, said, 'Yes,' when J asked if she could come to the wedding. J's mother was horrified, as she was far more experienced than us at taking J out to places. We always went to planned places with easy exits and at least 3 staff plus Roger the driver and a risk assessment. Her mother said it would be too difficult. As an eternal optimist, I naively said it would be a shame if she couldn’t go and that she could sit with me and M.

On the day of the wedding, I hadn’t actually got around to telling M that we were going to have a third person with us. I mentioned it quite casually as we were parking the car. As we got out, a little blonde head emerged from the open window of a passing Mondeo, screaming LIBBY!!!!!! 'I guess that’s J!?' said M with a strange pained look on his face, that I hadn’t actually seen before.

We sat mid-way in the church on the bride's side and J read through the order of service. As I listened to her (excellent) reading, it dawned on me we weren’t there for  the usual 20 minutes. Oh No, it was a catholic wedding and Katrina was a musician, so it was almost 2 hours with musical interludes and lots of readings and prayers.

Katrina smiled and mouthed Hello at J as she came down the aisle and J bit her hand in excitement and pleasure.

J sat quietly for about 10 minutes, then she began to entertain herself. 'MMMM Reverend Crisp.... I bet he likes walkers best. Do you think he likes cheese and onion?' I whispered, 'Maybe' hoping that would placate her but instead she yelled, 'Oy Reverend, do you like cheese and onion?' I daren’t look at M but could feel the heat from his embarrassed face as the entire congregation looked towards the source of the shout.

Bored, she began to try cuddle me, then put both arms tighter and tighter round my neck until I was struggling to breathe, but at the same time trying not to make a scene or fuss! I had a hat on so couldn’t wriggle out from under her grip, which was what I typically did in similar situations. I also usually had other staff who would come to my rescue, as we always had each other’s backs. M didn’t know what to do as he was upset that he could see I was being hurt but he was big guy and she was a10yo child. I used the super diversion tactic and asked M to get out the chocolate bar in my bag. Emergency instantly over!

Next, with melted chocolate now allover J's face and my cream dress, she turned to the deputy head behind us, 'Is that your son?' she asked, knowing full well it was her husband. The DH never really understood the children, so she hissed her through gritted teeth to stop being rude and turn around. 'There's no need to be rude, you ugly poopy pants in stupid glasses and your dress looks like a bag,' said J!

After a short interlude of silence, she then said quite, quietly, 'I’ve just done a wet fart.' I whispered back, 'Don’t worry, I’ve got some spare pants for you.' This wasn’t sufficient, so she loudly, yelled, 'I said, I’ve done a wet fart!!'...... just as the congregation had silenced to pray...... 

I won’t go on but needless to say it got louder and worse. I’m not sure why I didn’t think of it earlier but eventually, we went for a walk, leaving my husband to stay, frozen in embarrassment in the church. I didn't see J's Mother, but she told me afterwards she was hiding at the back of the church just grateful it wasn’t her with J on that occasion. 

Katrina had been aware of J throughout and thought it was highly amusing!  




Thursday, 25 June 2020

And you never noticed



For my darling girl, when I find the time and the courage to write again: 

Dear SENCO, I did notice, I did tell you, repeatedly. I shared all the information. I had about my child with you. But your hands were tied, funding, policies etc.

You "didn't see anything" in school. Although my girl couldn't cope with school dining room, sat on a wobble cushion in class, wore her ear defenders constantly, was always the last one to be ready for PE, left school every day with Mum waiting at classroom door with her favourite cuddly toy and threw her school bag at mum, stomped accross playground, got into car, started to shake and refused to cry until car was on the main road and past all her peers who walked to and from primary school as a group, without their parents.

You never noticed that she ate the same packed lunch every. Single. Day?

You never noticed that on every school trip she needed to sit next to the same teacher, at front of coach and eat polo mints, because she got travel sick.

You never noticed her pulling her hair out in class, scratching herself til her cuticles bled, that she returned to school after summer break with eyebrows and eyelashes and hair ina pony tail. You never questioned why 5 weeks later, after school residential, parent sent photos in of child's depleted hairline, non existent eyebrows and lack of eyelashes?

You made an emergency referral to Social Services citing "Safeguarding concerns" when 3 weeks later parent emailed to say child has had 2 panic attacks at weekend, said she wanted to die and would not be in school because you were seeking an urgent private apointment with a Paediatrician? Because child had been on the CAMHS waiting list for 2.5 years and wasnt severe enough to warrant any input?

You never noticed how Mum stopped talking to anyone at school, about anything? You never noticed how mum sat at the back, nearest the door, at school assemblies? You never noticed the bags under Mum's eyes? Until she broke down in the "Way Forwards Meeting" when you told her child must come to school every day because attendance was really important?

So, you never noticed?

Yet you were concerned enough to contact the Multi Agency Safeguarding Hub on a number of occasions that term?

And you could find the time to ring them every other day to ask them for an update?

And you could arrange meetings with professionals but not inform or involve mum because you were "concerned about her mental health?"

So, you saw a silent mum, at the classroom door, every single day. You saw the child for 6.5 hours per day, 5 days a week. But you didn't notice. Until child became too ill to attend school.

Then you found the time to invite yourselves, 2 members of staff at a time, round to my house, my child's safe place, on less than 24hours notice because you needed to do a welfare check.

Yeah, you never noticed...

Well, I'm glad you haven't had to notice the flowers on the grave....

I'm glad that I stopped my child attending school that term. I'm relieved that the Government ordered the schools to shut. I'm glad that my child wasn't classed as vulnerable. I'm glad I am not a key worker. I am glad my child doesn't have an EHCP (yet). I'm glad my child doesn't have a social worker. I'm glad the social worker decided there were "no safeguarding concerns".

I'm glad my child is still alive. I'm glad we can enjoy another day, together.

And you never noticed....

ANONYMOUS

Shared, anonymously with The Author's Permission  

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Tuesday, 23 June 2020

But they have no problems in School: Autistic Masking The Hidden Trauma of Our Children


Guest blog by Jodie Smitten

As a Post Grad student I have recently submitted a 5000 word assignment on this subject, so I will be attempting to avoid going in quite so deep and stick to the main points…not an easy task when I feel so passionately about this topic!

I know there will be many parents that will read this and learn nothing new. For many children and their families this is their everyday lived experience; feeling misunderstood, trapped, unsupported, and isolated. Alongside this many families are fighting for help for their child who is struggling with mental ill health as a result of masking.

But this piece isn’t aimed at those families, it’s FOR these families. Raising awareness of masking amongst professionals is vital for the mental well-being of our autistic children. The aim is to save children from distress, save children from trauma and save lives.

Masking, also known as social camouflaging is the ‘performance’ put on by an autistic person in order to ‘fit in’ with surrounding people, often by supressing autistic tendencies or hiding the difficulties they experience in the non-autistic world.

So how can this look?
A person who; is suppressing excited jumping and flapping, doesn’t voice the distress caused by the lights being too bright, mimics the fashion, speech and interests of a peer or continues a conversation about football despite being bored senseless! It can look like a child who appears calm and happy all day at school, but the minute they meet the safety of Mum or Dad ‘lift the lid’ of their emotions and spiral into a meltdown, it can be the child who has numerous meltdowns in the morning over socks feeling wrong or hair having too many bumps in it, yet the second they cross through the school gates appears to ‘click into character’ and appear ‘fine’ and maintain that façade for yet another day. 
Now I’m sure many non-autistics reading this may well think ‘well that’s not so unusual, we all do that from time to time’ and yes that’s absolutely correct. But for the autistic person the extent of masking is deeper and more labour intensive than that of the non-autistic. It involves intense focus and holding back what is natural, overriding ALL of one’s true self.

So, why am I so concerned with autistic masking?
Simply put masking hinders autistic life, actually that’s an understatement. It hinders access to assessment and identification, it hinders access to adjustments and support in education and it hinders others (including parents) understanding of a child’s needs and therefore a child won’t have adjustments made in any of their environments. Now if we consider Beardon’s (2019) ‘golden equation’ autism + environment = outcome…… an autistic child with no environmental adjustments or support will not be able to reach potential and the outcome is dismal to say the least.  In short masking causes high levels of stress and exhaustion, autistic burn out and mental health difficulties (Hull, et al., 2017; Cage, Monaco & Newell, 2018).

So if masking is so bad for self, why would anyone do it? Survival is the simplest answer. Protection from being picked on by peers, protection from adults ridiculing, and sometimes from their own parents who know no better. Yes, I’m guilty of trying to insist my child just ‘wears the blinking socks’ before realising she was autistic and wasn’t just being a ‘fuss pot’. Many autistic children learn from an incredibly young age that it’s easier to just try and ‘fit in’ and ‘not make a fuss’ if you don’t want any unwanted negative attention. If I had a pound for every time someone told my 4 year old he ‘needs to get his hair cut’ I would be rich. These aren’t nasty people, these are just fleeting comments to them. Little do they know that he is petrified of having his hair cut and even sitting in the barber’s chair is enough to cause him to shake and drop his bottom lip. Why should he be subjected to that just to ‘fit in’? But sadly for many children the comments and ridicule become too much and they buckle and submit to the ‘norm’. 

So Let me break my concerns about masking down:
Masking hinders assessment and identification
You take your child to the GP, you tell the GP you think your child may have autism, the GP takes a look at your child who is dutifully sat there, asks them a few questions which they answer. The GP then states he needs ‘evidence’ of difficulties in school, (and yes some professionals will still state that if a child is autistic it will ‘show’ in all environments!) The school say they have no ‘issues’ and that your child is fine is school. And there you have it, you can’t even get a referral for the assessment pathway let alone an identification! But let’s pretend you make it that far and your child is offered an assessment, your child is then encouraged into a room with unknown people to answer a set of questions. As these people are unfamiliar to your child and your child is keen to please your child masks, acting perfectly non-autistic. The second you get back to the car your child shuts down or meltdowns from exhaustion. The result; no identification of autism and a distressed child…. brilliant!
Identification of autism is important on so many levels, it is summed up perfectly (and much better than I could write!!) by Zwanenberg

‘As without a diagnosis this can make so many areas of life difficult, distressing and bewildering for the undiagnosed person. This can result in difficult behaviours, social isolation and young people who do not attain their best ability in school. Once diagnosed, the young person can understand themselves better and realise that are not alone in the way they feel. Their parents and the professionals working with them can all learn how best to help them. The right services can be accessed and adaptations can be put into place in the educational setting. A diagnosis can prevent so much distress as the child develops and can stop further psychiatric illnesses developing’
Self- identity and ‘finding your tribe’ are so so important for our autistic children. If a child can find her tribe (those she feels connected and at ease with) then they are not burdened with social differences or a lack of understanding about their needs. Research shows that social ‘deficits’ aren’t apparent between two autistic people! Yes that’s right, the deficit isn’t necessarily a ‘defect’ of the autistic individual but actually the non-autistic person has a deficit in autistic social skills! I am a big advocate for teaching non-autistic people about how autistic prefer to communicate rather than expecting autistics to learn ‘social skills’.
The very sad fact is that often children aren’t actually identified as autistic until that mask drops. The mask becomes too heavy to bear any longer, the long term suppression has caused mental ill health, severe anxiety, incredibly high levels of stress and the mask tumbles dramatically. Your child didn’t make it to the car and had a gigantic meltdown at school, your child couldn’t manage the monstrous amount of energy needed each day to get into school with a smile on their face and they hit a wall and point blank refused to go anymore, your child started to self-harm, your child attempted to take her own life. Even then often children are ‘treated’ using a mental health intervention! You are told its anxiety, depression and your child is prescribed drugs or even worse given a course of CBT! You are told that by keeping her home you are ‘feeding’ her anxiety and that avoidance will only make it worse! This is autistic burnout. If you don’t know about autistic burnout please look it up and read some of the amazing blogs by autistic adults such as Kieran Rose (The Autistic Advocate).
Anyway….. I digress. At this point your child’s autism may be recognised. The problem with this is when identification comes at a point where a child is rock bottom, they can misinterpret symptoms of a secondary mental health condition as autism. This results in many children rejecting their autistic identity and/or despising it. Heppel (2019, pp21) who was identified late in life, described this as ‘I have to separate the autism itself from the wounds that have been inflicted by people over the years- some well-meaning, some not - in response to the way my autism expresses itself’. Positive autistic self-identity is necessary for good mental health, (Cooper, Smith & Russell 2017).

Identification should not and must not be based on outward struggles. Masking must be understood by all, parents themselves but also the gatekeepers to assessments (Teachers, SENCo’s, GPs, health visitors etc.) and those that assess for autism. The Lorna Wing centre do autism assessments that last all day, during breaks when away from unfamiliar eyes the child is being observed. As a child is in clinic all day it is likely that by the end of the day the mask can slip. This gives the clinicians a good opportunity to witness a child unmasked. Equally during my daughter’s assessment we ensured that she was as comfortable as possible. The clinicians had details of my daughter’s special interests which they used to engage her and make her feel at ease. My daughter had seen pictures of the clinicians and she met them in a familiar and known place. The assessment was conversational in style and she doodled as she talked and showed them pictures of her pets. She was made to feel comfortable enough to un- mask and speak her truths. These clinicians heard about aspects of my daughter’s inner world that even I wasn’t aware of!

Parent blaming
Ok so your child is ‘perfect’ at school, but at home you have a child who is distressed, explosive and seems unable to control their anger.  This is the Jekyll and Hyde phenomenon (Attwood, 2009). When you approach school they are shocked by the child you are describing, when you speak with the GP they too don’t believe that the child sat still and quiet in their surgery can be the same one you are describing. Not only that, but because they behave well at school, the issue must lie at home……with the parents! Parents are advised to go on a parenting course, aimed at teaching parents to have tighter boundaries, be more consistent and regain control! This approach is damaging for an autistic child.

If a parent protests this and makes several visits to the GP, insists on second opinion and fiercely refutes that her child difficulties are down to her parenting and demands autism assessments they are deemed to be trying to ‘label their child’. Or in more extreme case accused of fabricating illness (known as FII, Fabricating or inducing illness). Particularly at risk are autistic parents (including those not identified as autistic).  According to the NHS a child is more at risk of FII if the mother has borderline personality disorder, which a common misdiagnosis associated with autism (Pilling, Baron-Cohen, Megnin-Viggars, Lee, Taylor, 2012). The NICE Guidelines (Child maltreatment: when to suspect maltreatment in under 19’s, 1.2.12) states presentations that may indicate FII, some of which raise concerns if we consider autistic masking, such as ‘symptoms and signs only appear when the parent is present’, ‘reported symptoms are only observed by the parent’. The National Health Service (2019) suggest considering FII when ‘the parent has good medical knowledge’, which considering many autistic parents knowledge of autism will be good, this is a concern. All of these ‘red flags’ could be attributed to a child that masks. Children have been known to be wrongly removed from parents, I know from my role that some parents are fearful of being deemed over anxious and/or neurotic by professionals when they try to fight for their child.

 Masking hinders in school adjustments and support
So without identification and without any signs of difficulty (due to masking) getting adjustments in school can take some fighting (not in all schools, I do work alongside some amazing SENCo’s) but sadly not every child and family has a ‘me’ and not all schools are as aware and supportive.
If your child does have a formal identification of autism, masking can still hinder access to support. Again, if a school doesn’t ‘see’ any unmet need or difficulties and/or the child isn’t causing any disruption or upset to others then why would they (if they aren’t aware of masking that is!). As well as denied adjustments, children are denied access to additional services such as advisory teachers or educational psychologists (that schools are gatekeepers to).

In my role I have witnessed schools having the attitude ‘we can’t refer because we don’t have any issues’, ‘she’s fine here so it’s the parent’s problem’ and ‘we don’t actually believe she has autism’.
I truly believe that every autistic child should have a support plan. This should be developed in collaboration with parents, the child and a trusted adult in school. This should be based on a child’s differences, difficulties and presentation in ALL settings and not purely based on how they appear in school.

Without this a child that masks will burnout. Very often these children become our school refuses and develop mental ill health. Once a child hits that wall and refuses or becomes burnt out its incredibly difficult for them to return. Trust is lost, trauma is long lasting and recharge is a long process. The support has to be there from the beginning. Success from the start, not intervene when things start to fail.

And finally…….
Ok so other than poor self-identity due to delayed assessment and/or identification, lack of understanding of self, no tribe, unmet needs in school, autistic burnout, inappropriate parental responses to needs or parents being deemed neurotic the other factor that risks the mental health of an autistic child that masks (just in case you needed additional ammunition!!) lies with others mis-perception of a child’s masking behaviour!

I have experienced people who deem masking behaviour as a child being ‘manipulative’.  Implying that the discrepancies in behaviours between settings and between care givers is down to a child trying to ‘get their own way’. This can lead to the mistreatment of a child. I have experienced those who disbelieve parents’ concerns and resent any ‘special’ treatment a child maybe receiving. I reframe ‘manipulation’ as a child ensuring their needs are met to prevent trauma. Poe (2019) writes about a teacher who deemed her manipulative. During her time in secondary school Poe was emotionally abused by this adult to a horrific level due to the teacher’s incorrect beliefs about Poe’s presentation. Professionals having a greater depth of knowledge of masking would increase understanding and encourage a more open dialogue between parents and professionals. 

What else needs to change……
All professionals working with children need to be aware of masking, but not only aware but a deep understanding of the depth of it, the reasons for it and how to support a child in feeling safe enough  to share their inner self.

Our children need to be allowed to say ‘no’ without the fear of punishment or ridicule. How often when a child doesn’t want to kiss grandma or share with a friend do we insist or persecute them for going against others wishes. How can our children learn the essential self-care needed to manage being autistic in a non-autistic world if we don’t teach them to say ‘no’ when it all feels too much! As an adult people often preach ‘self-care’ to me, I don’t even what my own self-care looks like! We have to advocate and teach our children this through validating and accepting when they express themselves.

Behaviour policies in schools go against self-advocacy. Many children I have met have a deep fear or phobia of being singled out or told off in school, therefore they will stick to the rules even if this is to their own detriment. Just recently I read a school policy that insisted children showed ‘good listening behaviour’ this involved sitting still, looking at the teacher and hands on laps! I work with many incredibly bright and able children, yet if they are required to follow through with these 3 demands they have little mental energy left to actually process what is being said to them. Yet they are too scared to act out their natural neurology of fiddling and looking away from people while concentrating as this will result in being seen to ‘break the rules’ or being ‘naughty’ with terrifying implications i.e. being told off.

The Sunflower lanyard has been helpful on our journey, my daughter uses hers and feels that when wearing it people don’t judge her negatively for her differences. She feels it offers her a green card to act herself. Autistic behaviours needs to be understood and accepted, the responsibility lies with every adult. Educate your children, educate yourself! All children should be taught specifically about difference. Diversity makes up the amazingly rich tapestry of life and of humans. No child should feel less for who they are, no child should be denied identification and expression of their true self.

A bit about me!
I am a parent to 3 children, 2 goats, 6 hens, a gecko and a dog.
I am also an independent autism specialist based in Wiltshire. I support families on their autism journey from assessment, identification, advocating for school adjustments, advising on parenting approaches and supporting the emotional literacy of autistic children. I also offer training to schools. Working alongside families on their journey is an absolute privilege. Every child I meet teaches me something new. Autism is my special interest and I am passionate about my role.


Jodie

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Tuesday, 16 June 2020

A different type of parenting

A special guest post:

I wrote this earlier this year as part of our parental views for the EHCP applications and wanted to share it with you in the hope it helps you feel understood...none of us are alone in this even though it can sometimes feel that way ❤️
Parenting children who have special needs requires an almost super human love, where our expectations as parents are set aside and the needs of our children met first. Unless you have the privilege of raising a child with special needs, you simply can’t understand. Their daily struggle and yours is brutal. It is impossible to imagine the work and exhaustion of exhibiting patience, discipline and love while your child shows you extremely challenging behaviour day after day without any hope of them ‘growing out of it’ or it being ‘a phase’.
Our wonderful children are not average children with standard needs. They are special children with special and specific needs.
Our children have become tools of refinement in our lives. They struggle. This means our family struggles. There are marital arguments surrounding their little lives. Worry, anxiety and anger stem from their existence and secondary trauma is present in our home.
Love also comes in Tsunamis! Through the challenges it persists because love is a choice. We choose to love our children and raise them the best that we know how, but it doesn’t negate the pain that also marinates within.
It is hard to understand what it is like to ache for your child to be ‘normal’ to want them to have real friendships. We always anticipated our home would be filled with lots of friends and lots of happy family gatherings, meals around the table filled with laughter. It’s so hard when you don’t see your child connecting with others and are forced to live in isolation and segregation.
Unless you are raising a child with special needs, you don’t know what it is like to take everything you thought you knew about parenting and throw it out the window. Wondering what you are doing wrong and why nothing is working.
Standard parenting strategies do not work with our children. Our children don’t respond to time out or to typical consequences and rewards do little to help improvement. New strategies are needed, and they are hard to discover and even harder to implement as a united front day after day. There is a lot of trial and error. Failed attempts; defeat is a reality. Yet determination and love persist.
Unless you are raising a child with special needs, you don’t know what it is like to yearn for ‘normal’.
You don’t know what it like to wish your child could cope with being at a birthday party or play date, brownies, football, ballet or a playgroup without causing destruction in their wake.
There is a longing to be able to go for the day out or for a meal without anticipating a meltdown. The crowds will be too much? They will get overwhelmed or over stimulated? They are going to lose it? We must try to remind each other that restraint trumps exasperation and their brains don’t process the like other children’s brains. Their behaviors are messages from their brains, which are totally beyond their control.
Unless you are raising a child with special needs, you don’t know what it’s like to try everything - huge efforts and sacrifices, constantly wondering will anything make a difference?
The endless appointments with Doctors, Therapists, Social Workers, and Specialists are daunting. Will anyone give us tools to help our children? Is the therapy making an impact? Do we have to medicate our child? The constant questions, which bombard us daily and remain unanswered, are a constant worry.
Whether your child has Attachment Disorder, ADHD, PDA, FASD, SPD, ASD or any other diagnosis, as a parent of a child with special needs you live in a constant state of hyper vigilance and anxiety, risk assessing every waking moment of every singe day in an attempt to keep everyone safe.
We constantly question whether we are too strict or not strict enough. Are we being as therapeutic as we can be, are we good enough for them?
We love them so much so we just keep going.
The public meltdowns are horrific and the looks of disapproval are heart breaking but we have got to the point that we don’t care what others think now (well most of the time!). They don’t understand the pressure you are under every single day raising a child with special needs.
It has changed us. It has changed our family. Honestly there are momentary desires to escape - of course we never would, but the day in and day out is overwhelming an often we wonder how we will we physically and mentally carry on doing this for the rest of our lives? Will we survive this as a family of four? The guilt these feelings bring is haunting and unless you are raising a child with special needs, you could not imagine the determination it takes to start all over again every day but amazingly each day it comes. We to choose kindness when we are filled with anger, joy when we are feeling defeated, and hope when we can’t see the light at the end of the tunnel.
It is our privilege to be raising two amazing humans. We will persist. Defeat isn’t an option. Hope abounds. Love will triumph.
We fully accept we cannot reverse the organic brain damage and the early life trauma our beautiful little girl, suffers due to maternal alcohol and drug use. We cannot change her genetic make up and the conditions which may have passed to her from the people who created her.
We also accept we cannot chance the huge Attachment trauma our amazing little boy endures and that makes the world such a difficult place for him. He is constantly in flight, flight and freeze modes. To watch our little boy overwhelmed by a need to be in control of everything and everyone at all times is devastating. At three years old when most children are really only thinking about themselves and their needs his little body is flooded with cortisol making him hyper vigilant and full of anxiety.
We can do all that is humanly possible to give them an environment in which they can grow and learn. An environment where they feel safe, valued and accepted. We cherish them and celebrate them - our very special children deserve nothing less.
Your kindness and acceptance goes an awfully long way so we want to say a huge thanks to our dearest friends and family the people who support us, accept us and love us just the way we are! 

Issey Davis

Wednesday, 10 June 2020

The A Word


A guest blog post by Joe James



'Autism – a lifelong, developmental disability that affects how a person communicates and relates to other people and how they experience the world around them' (The National autistic society)

Where do I begin?

Well for a start I completely and utterly disagree with this statement. In fact I disagree with it so strongly that I wrote a letter of complaint to the NAS about how their generalisation of an Autistic individual is not only insulting, but damaging to us. They wrote back (Eventually) apologising but refusing to change it on the grounds that people need it to be classed as a disability so they can claim help from the government and possibly support payments. Where I agree that many people on the spectrum do need additional support, not all do and therefore it should not be classed as a disability. It should be classed as a different ability that comes with its own set of challenges. Life is a challenge for most people if not all people. But we don’t class everyone as being the same ability wise, so why class all Autistics the same? It’s just wrong in my opinion. We should be given the rights as a minority within the workplace instead.

This is why it’s bad. Imagine you are going for a job. You have a degree that you worked tirelessly for. It was so hard getting through the educational system because of how you were treated. You fought for your rights to be treated equally and you never gave up. You may not have been particularly social, but you studied and excelled at your subject, which is the only thing that should matter. You are smart, very smart. You know that given the right opportunity you will prove your worth and show your employer that not only can you do the job they require of you, but due to the way you can hyper focus and micro analyse, you will most likely do the job better than the average person. You do well in your interview. It was a little awkward at times (or it was in your head) but overall the interviewer was smiling and seemed pleased with your credentials and knowledge about the potential job. You masked brilliantly and though it was difficult, you did a great job. You go home full of hope and eagerly anticipating a phone call to confirm your new employment.

After you leave, the interviewer looks again over your resume. She notices that under disabilities you have written N/A (non applicable) she then looks under your set of skills. You have written Autistic, then listed all the reasons why that is a skill. She then googles the words, What is Autism? She is directed to the NAS website with the above statement staring her blankly in the face. This is a stumbling point for her. She thinks that perhaps you have made a mistake. She feels for you but knows that hiring a disabled person comes with issues. It shouldn’t, but realistically it does. She already has several disabled people working for her. She then looks through other resumes and decides to go with someone else. She really liked you, but autism is complicated and she doesn’t need that right now. She is torn up about it, but that doesn’t help you.

This is the reality of the situation that many autistic adults find themselves in. They are genuinely worried about telling a potential employer that they are Autistic. This is so wrong, they should be excited at the thought of having someone in their ranks that can think outside the box. A brilliant problem solver or a vigilant eye for details that others miss. It would be an asset to have someone with a brain like Einstein, Darwin, Jobs, Newton and Tesla. But no, we are ALL disabled and are defined by our communication skills, not our amazing brains and extraordinary abilities.
This is how I think now, but like many people, 7 years ago I didn’t know or care about autism. To me it was kids sitting in a room, having crazy temper tantrums and smashing things. It was weird people that couldn’t look you in the eye and moved around strangely. It was non verbal children that couldn’t tell their parents they loved them. I felt sorry for them, I felt even more sorry for their parents. I couldn’t see past what the medical profession and the media portrayed. I was convinced that autism was a disorder or disability and no one would change my mind. How narrow minded and wrong I was.

6 years ago things changed. My wife and I were watching a TV show. There was a little boy and he was being diagnosed with Aspergers. The show was all about whether a child was born with difficulties or whether it was down to their upbringing. In was obvious to me that the child was born like this and it turned out to be the case. Sylvia pointed out during the show that the boy was just like me. I have told Sylvia many stories of my troubled childhood and the difficulties I had making and keeping friends. She had lived with me and known me since I was 18 and we had struggled socially due to my outspoken behaviour and honest evaluation of people. I am highly intelligent and had always put my problems down to this fact. I had never thought that I was disabled. I likened myself to Sherlock Holmes or Gregory House and sometimes Sheldon Cooper. These fictional characters where all highly intelligent people who struggled socially and their struggles resonated with me. I looked at Sylvia like she had insulted me. “I don’t have Aspergers” I said. “Well rewind it and watch it again, listen to the kid described his life and his friendships at school. Watch him play with his Lego and monologue about why he likes it. That’s what you do when you are obsessed with something” she said. I rolled my eyes, but played along with her silly nonsense. I watched carefully and with a new perspective and what I saw changed my life forever. She was right, that little boy was me. It was suddenly like watching a movie about myself, but he had nice parents. Tears welled up in my eyes and memories flooded back of terrible days at school and being ostracized and bullied. Kids not wanting to play with me and friends betraying me to be popular. It was like a light had been switched on in my head and my whole life suddenly made sense. All this time, all those struggles and confusion. Why I never fit in, why I lost my temper so easily some times, why people didn’t understand where I was coming from and why I was so obsessed with things that I became interested in. Of course I saw it as a negative, but also as a relief. I finally could explain to People why I acted the way I did. There was something wrong with me, it wasn’t my fault.

Months later I was diagnosed officially and started telling everyone I knew that I had Aspergers and that is why I was so annoying. They said things like “I always knew there was something wrong with you" or “I don’t think you do have it, as you can talk fine”. “You don’t look disabled” was my least favourite. But I just accepted this and almost apologised for being broken. I, like many other Autistics, saw it as something that I had, like a disease or condition. At one point when I was studying Autism I had an identity crises, where I couldn’t separate my autism from myself. I didn’t know what part of me was my autism and what part was Joe. How could something that I have, be so entangled and embedded to who I was. I went through a stage when I just said “I’m not going to be Autistic anymore” like it was something I could leave by the door when I went out. I denied it and I hated it. I saw it as the cause of all my problems and the reason I had no friends. For years I struggled to come to terms with this thing that lived inside me. Making me angry, anxious, depressed, aggressive, over sensitive and easily distracted. I could only see the bad and eventually in 2018 my mental health collapsed and I regressed into full blown depression. I had made a mistake at work and blamed my autism, my work blamed it and I was determined to push it away at all costs. The more I fought it, the more I hated myself. I changed so much about myself that year, many didn’t even recognize the person I had become. I lost allot of weight and looked the best I had ever looked. I worked so hard and my boss was so impressed with me. I really worked on my temper and was so much more relaxed and easy going. I took up photography to help me keep balanced. It seemed to help me keep calm and did make me very happy. But alas, my Autism was still there and still affecting friendships. I wanted to tear it out of my head, I hated autism and that was where I was going wrong. In early 2019 I was seeking professional help through Time to talk. I had called the number but wasn’t even able to leave a message as the in box was full. It seems there are a lot of people needing help and I was just one of them. I continued with my photography and even started posting on Facebook. In 2018 I posted on Instagram, but this only made me upset as I judged every photo by how many likes it got. I became obsessed with it and would often not be able to focus on other things at home because I was constantly checking and refreshing the app. I was hyper focusing on this social and public scrutiny of my work and it made things so much worse. But Facebook (for me) was different. I posted on an amateur photographer group and my first photo was a success. So I posted another and another and before I knew it I was again apologising for being autistic and saying sorry for posting so many photos. That’s when something strange happened. People in the group were nice to me and said they loved my photos. It was then suggested that I post on Memories of Horsham, so I did. They also loved it and I explained I am autistic, so they would be ok with me posting lots of photos. This was hard for me, but things often are, so I just went for it. Of course I received some criticism, but overall the comments were very positive. It was then suggested that I start my own Facebook page so people could see all my photos. I started using the platform to talk about being autistic and all of a sudden I was giving people advice and hope for the future. Just by being me, I helped people. I stopped saying a “had" autism and embraced it as being part of me and not something I have to live with. I saw how being autistic was the reason I could take amazing photos and had learned how to do it so quickly. I was focusing on all the good things being autistic gave to me. Like hyper sensory issues. They were not issues when I was in the countryside surrounded by nature and beauty. They enhanced my experience of the world around me and I could share and explain this to others. I started a group called positively autistic and encouraged others to see the good side of autism. I fought my corner against negative people, stuck in their ways and hoped one day they would see what I saw and loved themselves, autistic brain and all. Because I accepted myself and embraced being autistic, my mental health was manageable and most of the time in a good place.

Being autistic is not a label for me. It is not a definition or a statement. It is who I am and the minority I am part of. It is my tribe, my people and in many cases my friends. It is an enhancement but also a struggle. It is badly underestimated and treated like a disease. It is wrongly depicted and unfairly defined by the medical profession. It is stereotyped and mocked by the media and it is shamefully misunderstood and mistreated within the educational system. It is looked upon as something that is wrong with me and rarely thought of as a benefit to the human race. But without us this world would be a very different and far worse off place. It is not the Autistic people that wage wars over land and greed and power. We are the scientists, the inventors, the experts, the artists, the computer programmers, the musicians and the puzzle solvers. We are the world changers and yet the world won’t change for us. With this in mind, I fully encourage those of you who agree with me, to write your own email to the NAS and demand they change their definition of what we are, considering we never gave our consent to this misrepresentation, because we were never asked or consulted. The only people that can define Autism is autistic people. That is our right, but we have been robbed of it.

My final thought is this. Many autistic people are trapped. Trapped inside their exceptional minds, unable to communicate, unable to function without assistance. They are lost and it pains me to be so helpless and unable to find them. But so many, in fact the majority of us are not lost, we are just very alone and if you can, please guide us. Sylvia was and still is my lighthouse. She guides me everyday to the safety of the shore. Sherlock needed Watson and House needed Wilson. Every Neuro diverse person needs a Neuro typical by their side. But every Neuro typical benefits from an autistic person who has reached their potential. It’s a symbiotic relationship between people who are very different but deep down, just the same. Be kind and love yourself. Being autistic is who we are, embrace it and you will be free to become the person you were destined to be.

Thank you for your time. 

Joe James