I’m a mom of five boys… five unique people who have taught me so much about neurodiversity, sensory needs, creativity, and resilience. Three of my boys are neurodivergent, each with their own support needs and ways of experiencing the world.

As my kids went through their evaluations and finally had words for their experiences, I began recognizing myself in their stories. The sensory overwhelm. The masking. The exhaustion. The lifelong patterns I had written off as quirks or failures. Like many late-diagnosed autistic women, I grew up without the right framework. I studied people like textbooks, memorized scripts, and shaped myself into whatever felt safest. I didn’t have a vocabulary for the way my brain worked but I always felt like I was working harder than everyone else to fit in.

But I just assumed I was “too much,” “too sensitive,” or simply wired differently in ways I couldn’t explain. It wasn’t until one of my children’s therapists gently suggested that I might be autistic that I finally considered it. I went through an assessment, then a second opinion, and both confirmed what immediately felt true: I’m autistic. I was diagnosed as autistic at 34 years old.



My diagnosis didn’t change who I am, but it gave me compassion for myself. It gave me permission to rebuild my life around what actually supports me. It didn’t fix anything, but it made everything make sense.

Here on my blog, I write about the real, everyday experience of being an autistic adult, an autistic mother, and a homeschool parent of neurodivergent kids. I share the lifestyle shifts that make our days smoother, the accommodations that help, the ways we navigate outings and events, the sensory-friendly routines that anchor us, and the behind-the-scenes reality of raising five boys.

And because creativity is one of the ways I regulate, express myself, and bring joy into our life, I also share the fun things: home décor, seasonal decorating, crafts, DIY projects, holiday moments, and the ways I create cozy, functional, sensory-friendly spaces. These aren’t just hobbies for me - they’re how I communicate who I am, how I unwind, and how I help make our home feel safe for all of us.

I also write about advocacy, inclusive experiences, partnerships, and what it means to build community from a neurodivergent perspective. I believe storytelling through words, photos, creativity, and honest conversations can change the way people see autism, and the way autistic people see themselves.

That diagnosis didn’t change who I am, but it changed how I understood myself.

If any part of my story feels familiar, or if you're here to learn, grow, or simply feel less alone - hello.

This space is for you, too.