My Neurodivergent Home

I’ve always wanted to be a mum. It has been one of my deepest and most consistent aspirations for as long as I can remember. Now that I am here, in the early stages of motherhood, I am learning that it looks very different to how I imagined it would—and I am learning to meet myself in that reality.

I am autistic and have ADHD. I was late diagnosed, I spent years not understanding why I felt so different from everyone else. I struggled a lot with not feeling like I fit in, without knowing the reason why.

Before I became pregnant, I spent a lot of time trying to understand what motherhood might look like for someone like me. But every time I searched for resources about being an autistic mum, I found information about being a mum to an autistic child. I struggled to find voices that reflected my experience.

That gap stayed with me.

I know it is very likely that my children may also be neurodivergent, and I never want them to feel the confusion, isolation, or self-doubt that I experienced growing up. I want to understand them, support them, and make sure they feel seen and safe in who they are.

I did well in school, but once I left that structured environment, I began to struggle more. I felt like I was failing, when in reality I was simply no longer in a system that worked for me. Looking back, I believe my neurodivergence was missed, and that the school system did not recognise or support the way my brain works. That experience has deeply shaped how I see education and development.

It is part of why I am planning to home educate my children. I want to give them an education that is tailored to them as individuals, one that supports how they actually learn and experience the world, rather than expecting them to fit into a system that may not suit them.

Now, in the early days of raising my daughter, I understand even more why representation and understanding matter so much. Motherhood is already intense, and for neurodivergent parents, it can come with an additional layer of overwhelm, sensitivity, and emotional intensity that isn’t always spoken about.

This blog is my way of documenting that experience honestly.

I am not an expert, and I don’t claim to have answers. I am simply a mum learning as I go – navigating sensory overload, emotional spirals, joy, exhaustion, love, and everything in between.

My hope is that by sharing my experiences, someone else might feel a little less alone in theirs.

I want to create a childhood for my daughter that is full of kindness, magic, and understanding, shaped by the way my brain works, not in spite of it. I want to learn how to work with myself rather than against myself, even when that feels difficult.

This is my neurodivergent home, and this is my journey.

If you’re here, I’m glad you found it.