Guest post
Dear Mums in the Playground…
Posted on February 2, 2016.
This is the next in the series of blog posts from Mrs M, about her life as a mum of a son with autism. She has been sharing some of the roller coaster of emotions that happen behind the closed doors of family life.
This month Mrs M shares her feelings about her playground experiences. I think you will find them thought-provoking and moving, whatever sort of mum you are. Here is her story:
You may not know me well but I was that mum that skulked past you all with my head hiding under my umbrella, or under my hood just to avoid having to talk to you for many years.
I was that mum that the class teacher always wanted to come and talk to at the end of the day, with a knowing look that something had happened that she needed to tell me about.
I was that mum whose child who stopped getting invited to parties.
I was that mum that never came to the PTA meetings or mums nights out, who wasn’t part of any mums ‘group’.
I was that mum who was often running late in the mornings, looking hassled and exhausted at drop off time so never had the time to say hello to you.
I was that mum who ‘let’ her child hit her whilst trying to get him in through the school door in the mornings kicking and screaming.
I was that mum who you would whisper about to each other that should discipline her child better.
That’s me. I was that mum. (more…)