Monthly Archives: March 2015

I accidentally published this with no title, say no more…

Dirty, Naked & Happy

Of course it was bound to happen and I should learn not to react (did I mention that problem I have with being indignant?), it took a lot longer to happen than I thought it would which should be a good sign of diminishing levels of ignorance but it still really PISSED me OFF.

Welcome to a day in the life of a high functioning ASD kid’s Mum, part two.  This is generally preceded by part one: dealing with the “but she doesn’t look like she has autism” comments.  Part two: dealing with the “do you think the MMR vaccine caused the bad dirty Autism?” comments.

I hope you don’t mind me writing to you and please please forgive me if this is a callous question but I’m wondering if you see a link between your daughter’s autism and vaccination?

Yeah, it’s a pretty callous question.  Why should I forgive you?  It’s also…

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LadyHawke I love you: on the search for a heroine

the cartoon sums it up – for some of us, anyway :))

Dirty, Naked & Happy

I am regularly on the look out for autism and Aspergers heroes and more importantly heroines to share with my daughter (when she’s interested!) as role models that demonstrate she is just as capable of achieving whatever dream she chooses as the next person.

Temple Grandin is the most obvious ‘poster girl’ for autism but whilst she inspires me incredibly, she’s not exactly a 7 year old’s dream.  To be very candid, my daughter remains unconvinced that she is a lady.

I’m not being a troll, just sharing an honest response from a kid.  Be shocked if you like, it’s not very politically correct, but I believe Temple herself would understand the very black and white thinking.

…and then of course there’s Susan Boyle.

I am hoping no one will try to start a debate on that with me.

I’m not looking for a girly girl, we’re not “Do you wanna…

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I stand quietly

The first post from the ‘Dirty, Naked and Happy’ blog that the author refers to in her post, below.

Dirty, Naked & Happy

I stand quietly while you do somersaults on the bed as you aren’t being naughty, you are just trying to get your out of sync body under control.

I stand quietly by the toilet door every time you need to go, and come with you around the house, and sometimes even just across the room, because I know you can feel truly frightened when you are not near me.

I stand quietly at the supermarket checkout while everyone stares at you barking like a dog and blowing raspberries on my arms to cope with the buzzing lights.

I stand quietly while you tell the baffled shop owner that you are looking for shoes that feel hard like splintered wood because your skin can’t bear soft things.

I stand quietly when the attendant gives us scornful looks when I ask for the key to the disabled toilet because the hand dryer…

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Do #istandquietly this morning? My big fat arse I do… #epicstrut #boom

Dirty, Naked & Happy

Let’s get one thing very clear: despite a very deep desire to be a successful writer (okay, I confess it, argh cringe) I would spend the rest of my days patiently licking big beefy armpits for a living if it meant daughter was happy and permanently free of her sensory processing nightmare.

This was the first thing I saw in my Inbox this morning:

Congrats, you’ve been Freshly Pressed!

Hi, dirtynakedandhappy,

I’ve selected your post ( ) for Freshly Pressed, a showcase where we feature editors’ picks and community favorites on

This is a really powerful piece. I’m so glad to see that others are sharing it, and I’m thrilled to share it with our wider audience as well.

Your post will appear at, which is accessible to logged-in users as well as visitors. If you’d like, you can add a “Featured by Freshly Pressed”…

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