Living Arrows | Our Sunday Best

Katrina Fox UK Family, Parenting, Autism and Mental Health Blogger What The Redhead Said Living Arrows UK Parenting Blog Link Up Khalil Gibran Quote

'You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth' Khalil Gibran. 

At the weekend we attended our wonderful nieces christening. It was held at the church in the village where Dan grew up and it is a truly wonderful church, set back from the main street in it's own woodland clearing. The sun was shining, the birds were singing and everyone was feeling the love.


Living Arrows | Meeting Bookstart Bear For National Bookstart Week

Katrina Fox UK Family, Parenting, Autism and Mental Health Blogger What The Redhead Said Living Arrows UK Parenting Blog Link Up Khalil Gibran Quote

'You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth' Khalil Gibran. 

Our first venture into the Living Arrows Link Up and we begin with an exploration of bravery in childhood. I was a timid child, afraid of everything. Iris is not a timid child.

Her courage amazes me. She is fazed by nothing. The smile cannot be wiped from her face (except when you are actually wiping her face!). She is the most content, happy and confident child I've ever met and I don't know how it happened. It has been genuinely unexpected.

Giving Birth To A Back To Back Baby | Part One

Giving Birth To A Back To Back Baby Katrina Over 30s UK blogger talking about parenting, autism, mental health, books and coeliac disease.

8pm- I was home alone watching a repeat of The Chase. I had my laptop on my lap, the dog by my side and I thought baby had put pressure on my bladder and made me wee a little bit. Next minute there was a physically popping feeling and a tremendous gush of water. My first thought was actually 'save the laptop!'

How I Got Diagnosed With Aspergers Syndrome

Image title reads autism how I got diagnosed with aspergers syndrome, to the right is an image of a checklist on white paper being ticked off by a pink highlighter pen.

I was 11 years old when I first remember not being able to get out of the door. I physically couldn't bring myself to leave the safe environment I had built at home. The comforting predictability of my bedroom. Of course, at this time I didn't know it was the comfort of routine and predictability that I craved, all I knew, and all I could tell a therapist was that I couldn't get out the door.

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