There is Always Next Year

cooper 20

There is always next year…

At age two we went to a restaurant for the last time. We started early intervention and saw the delays in our sweet boy.

At age three he was diagnosed with autism, and we were told all the things he would never do.

At age four we locked our house down. Three locks on every single door. Window alarms. Fences. We realized we couldn’t go places outside of our home. We started having aggressions and self-injuring behavior.

At age five it got really hard. Life felt like a series of dead ends and closed doors. We said goodbye to public education and the typical path of childhood. We learned that autism was forever. And that nonspeaking might be too.

At age six, we learned what the term regression truly meant. We discovered anxiety, adhd, apraxia, intellectual disability and how much they can complicate life for a misunderstood little boy. And the family who believes in him.

At age seven we figured out his medical issues and learned to how to help him when he was struggling. We focused on a speech device and communication. And becoming the best parents we could possibly be.

At age eight he went to a grocery store for the first time. He started going for walks. He went down his first water slide and held hands with a peer. He trick or treated for the first time. He started saying words. He hit his first baseball in Miracle League. We opened our doors to the neighborhood. We let people into our lives. We built his village and a world with him at the center.

At age nine he had his first school photo at his brother’s school. He had his first haircut by a professional in almost 8 years. He started dressing himself and putting his shoes and coat on. He started using a fork and using a cup on the regular. He started laughing more and being silly. He started teasing his mama and wrestling with his brothers.

At age ten he learned to buckle his seatbelt and watch for the bus. He fell in love with school and his siblings. He learned to use a calendar and we learned that he could do addition. He learned to dress himself and put his socks and shoes on all by himself! He asked us to fly on an airplane and drive a fire truck.

At age eleven, he went to a salon for the first time in years. And so much more.

He is amazing. At every year.

Someone once said to me…there is always next year. I used to hate that phrase. Because for so many years, the next year seemed to only bring new struggles.

Not anymore.

Let Cooper be your hope. There is always next year. Remember to take time and look back at how far a person has come. Doing that helps me look forward to.

Just keep moving forward. Keep loving and teaching.

Just think what next year could bring.

Finding Cooper’s Voice is a safe, humorous, caring and honest place where you can celebrate the unique challenges of parenting a special needs child. Because you’re never alone in the struggles you face. And once you find your people, your allies, your village….all the challenges and struggles will seem just a little bit easier. Welcome to our journey. Follow us on FacebookInstagram, and join our supporter page, Coop’s Troops, for an amazing community full of support and understanding.

 

Avatar photo

Kate Swenson

Kate Swenson lives in Minnesota with her husband Jamie, and four children, Cooper, Sawyer, Harbor and Wynnie. Kate launched Finding Cooper's Voice from her couch while her now 11-year-old son Cooper was being diagnosed with autism. Back then it was a place to write. Today it is a living, thriving community of people who want to not only advocate for autism, but also make the world a better place for individuals with disabilities and their families. Her first book, Forever Boy, will be released, April 5, 2022.

Share this post: