WHO
I am a partner in a small family enterprise, specialising in happiness and well-being optimisation. My role includes being a wife, mother, chef, taxi driver, cleaner, ironing lady, social secretary, occasional nurse, personal shopper, gardener, animal husbandry specialist, educational advisor and general support worker.
Degree educated and a freelance market researcher, I also run a small annexed B&B and we are a host family for Japanese students.
I am a partner in a small family enterprise, specialising in happiness and well-being optimisation. My role includes being a wife, mother, chef, taxi driver, cleaner, ironing lady, social secretary, occasional nurse, personal shopper, gardener, animal husbandry specialist, educational advisor and general support worker.
Degree educated and a freelance market researcher, I also run a small annexed B&B and we are a host family for Japanese students.
WHY
It takes one to know one - I'm mildly dyspraxic myself and mum to a mildly dyspraxic son.
This is the experience I had and have of living with mild dyspraxia. My son was identified as being dyspraxic when he was at primary school. Many of my posts will refer to both of us, as my observations seem to apply equally. Watching my child grow, I have seen endless reminders and traits of how I was and am. It has made me sympathetic to his frustrations (although he may not agree) and open-eyed to his and my quirks and foibles.
The much of the information and advice available about dyspraxia focus on individuals who are at the middle to high end of the scale. People like us can struggle with tasks and activities which may seem daft to others. Nothing extreme, but small obstacles which make day-to-day activities a little more challenging than it feels they need to be.
It takes one to know one - I'm mildly dyspraxic myself and mum to a mildly dyspraxic son.
This is the experience I had and have of living with mild dyspraxia. My son was identified as being dyspraxic when he was at primary school. Many of my posts will refer to both of us, as my observations seem to apply equally. Watching my child grow, I have seen endless reminders and traits of how I was and am. It has made me sympathetic to his frustrations (although he may not agree) and open-eyed to his and my quirks and foibles.
The much of the information and advice available about dyspraxia focus on individuals who are at the middle to high end of the scale. People like us can struggle with tasks and activities which may seem daft to others. Nothing extreme, but small obstacles which make day-to-day activities a little more challenging than it feels they need to be.