Neurodivergent Cafe

Today, on Mother’s Day, we celebrate the mothers raising neurodivergent children, the advocates, interpreters, protectors, researchers, cheerleaders, and relentless believers.

You are often the first person to recognize that your child experiences the world differently. You fight for evaluations, accommodations, understanding, inclusion, and dignity, sometimes long before others see what you already know in your heart.

You learn acronyms that no parent expected you to master. You sit through meetings, therapies, sleepless nights, emotional victories, setbacks, and breakthroughs that others may never fully understand. And through it all, you continue showing up with extraordinary love and determination.

To the moms raising children with ADHD, dyslexia, autism, dysgraphia, dyscalculia, sensory differences, executive functioning challenges, and other neurodivergent profiles: your work matters deeply.

Thank you for celebrating progress that others overlook.

Thank you for creating safe spaces where your children can thrive authentically. Thank you for teaching the world that different does…

Something I tend to do when it comes to doing work or similar things, is have everything up imaginable. I have several screens set up, one or two for work, and then my phone screen for youtube if I require one of my screens for something important. Sure, it may look chaotic, but if I'm procrastinating on one thing, I can work on another!

Does anyone else tend to relisten to the same song over and over in the same day, back to back, or even week to week? I've had this one song itching my brain that I think it's made its way into my ears and constantly plays no matter what I do.

Imagine having classes from 8 am to 8 Pm for just about your whole week and then suddenly you are not forced to get up that early, and now you're tired after a few hours of being awake again. This is what I call motivation Burnout. Not a real thing as far as I am concerned but. Your motivation to get up at 7 am each morning and work like your life depends on it breaks down all your few spoons that you've barely managed to keep together.