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PECS – “Are you a grandpa?”

It finally happened. My baby said a full sentence, she asked a complete question. 7yrs old. Finally. We were sharing an elevator at the San Franciso International Airport with a white haired medium sized older man that looked exactly like the image on her flash card with one word above…
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Respite Care

Respite care – two words that became a lifeline for me as an autism mom. In the early days of my journey, I had no clue what it meant. My daughter needed me around the clock, and the idea of leaving her even for a moment was overwhelming. I was…
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Autism Parent Truths pt. 1

An autism parent truth, everyday is different and most times that’s hard. An autism parent truth, sometimes you want to give into everything because you’re just too damn exhausted to deal with another episode. An autism parent truth, filling out those questionnaires for services that highlight your child’s deficiencies are…
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“…SHE’S NOT GOING TO BE PRESIDENT; YOUR DAUGHTER IS AUTISTIC!!

“I don’t understand what you’re trying to do here, Ms. Hatcher.” My daughters first grade teacher scolded me in the middle of a classroom full of 1st grade SDC students and a para-educator. I had the audacity to ask that he make sure my daughter received homework regularly. Mr. ###,…
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“Say less, friend.”

I’m gonna share the most precious thing I learned during this past school year. (2022/23) 🌾 As a behaviorist, when learning to understand a new student one of my favorite parts of the process is observation through play. It’s so interesting letting the little boo boos show you how their…
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See at first…

I was in an extraordinary position to influence the entertainment industry using my gifts by way of writing music for television and co-composing movie scores. Cue Mr. John Barnes and my television production grind. I was finna be a beast! Then God said, sit down Andrea. I have another idea.…
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New mom, meet Autism…

I’m sharing the true story behind what has inspired me the past 13 years. …………………………………………………………….. “I don’t understand sh*t your baby’s saying and neither do you. It’s time to do something, Drea!” Someone I’d considered a close friend stood in my kitchen staging a solo intervention at the top of…