For the mothers who’ve carried too much for too long
This is your home.

Not a place that asks you to fix, hustle, or shrink.
Not another system to contort yourself around.
But a reclamation.
A return.
To breath.
To body.
To knowing.
To power on your own terms.

Here, we hold the science of the nervous system and the soul of advocacy in the same warm hand.

We root in what’s real: meltdowns, masking, misdiagnoses

We rise through what’s possible:
calm that doesn’t cost your dignity,
clarity that doesn’t demand perfection,
and power that comes from softness, not survival.

Because let’s be honest:
School advocacy has been a battleground.
Motherhood has been martyrdom.
And most “support” has felt like another version of erasure.

This is not that.
This is the refusal.
The rewrite.
The uprising.

Of support.
Of voice.
Of visibility.
Of what it means to be a neurodivergent mother

You are not broken.
You are not too much.
You are not alone.

Welcome to The Neurodivergent Uprising.
Where mothers rise
not through force,
but through softness, strategy, and soul.