I am the parent who is judged. And the parent that I used to judge. I’m the bad parent that can’t control her child. I’m the parent with the backpack leash. I don’t care if you silently mock me or condemn me to parent hell for my child wearing it. You’d surely condemn me if he let go of my hand and darted into traffic, which he would try to do, because he doesn’t understand danger. Two years ago my sister and her daughter came to my house. Her daughter…
I am a home body. I always have been. I love being in the comfort of my home and it’s definitely my first choice when it comes to weekend plans. And I guess in a way, that’s a good thing, because Cooper’s autism brings a high level of isolation. Some could say I even settled into the isolation faster than my spouse. He is a social butterfly. Just like our other son. Lately though, the stress of being home is catching up with me. And it’s not just the isolation…
So, here’s a thing that happened the other day. I took my son Ivan to the dermatologist to have a look at his moles. We have a history of melanoma in the family and it seemed like the responsible thing to do. Are moles Ivan’s biggest challenge or at the top of our medical list? Heck no! Ivan is totally blind, nonverbal, in a wheelchair and he has uncontrolled epilepsy resulting in multiple seizures a day. We see about a dozen different specialists and dermatology is definitely at the very…
On my drive to work this morning, I was considering different topics for my February writing challenge topic and I landed on the ‘ah-ha’ autism moment. You know the one? The exact moment you realize that your child really does have autism. And it’s really serious. And you can’t hide it anymore. And your child is different than their peers and siblings. For me this wasn’t the moment our doctor first mentioned early intervention or even when he was diagnosed with autism. Yes, those moments were hard and stung. But,…
I’ve learned that girls with autism are better at masking their symptoms than boys. They are able to watch social situations between people, and then copy what is being done. So, when they have their own situation arise, they are often just using what they have learned from seeing other people interact. Also, girls with autism usually have special interests but they are more in line with typical girls their age. But when you look closely, they are much more intense about them than typical girls. Before my daughter Lillian…
Thank you to everyone that submitted a post in December and January. If you sent me one and I haven’t published it yet don’t be concerned. I received so many and it takes me time go through them all! Which is an excellent problem to have. This February I would like you to write about your autism ‘ah-ha’ moment. This might not necessarily be the moment your child was diagnosed. This is the moment when you realize that your child REALLY is autistic. And it’s not going away. I’ve had…
I’ve been on this thinking, planning and talking about the future kick. I get like this every so often. I have periods where I think about the future and prepare with energy and urgency. And then I’ll have periods where I refuse to even think about Cooper growing up. I have to block it out. It’s simply too much. Lately though, I’ve been really curious about the future. The sadness and fear have taken a back seat to my general curiosity about severe autism in adults. What does it look…
I am often asked to write about autism. Especially in preparation for Autism Awareness Month. Prior to my son’s diagnosis, I never knew this month even existed. That’s how it typically goes I guess. People don’t pay attention until it’s their life. I get it. That was me pre-autism. Now, my whole world is an Autism Awareness Month. When I am asked to write about autism I struggle with finding the right words. Autism makes up a million different stories of hope, love, adversity, struggles and beauty. How do I…
Oh, my little pumpkin, what a strange, crazy, exhausting ride this autism thing has been. How did this happen? You were my surprise baby in every way! It was a struggle to get pregnant with your brother. We tried for two years then with the help of fertility pills I finally got pregnant. My doctor told me if I ever wanted to get pregnant it would have to be very planned because I would have to be on fertility pills. I don’t ovulate. Sixteen years later at age 41…SURPRISE! I…
It happened this year… I got a Christmas miracle! When you have a kiddo with autism, or delays of any kind, there’s this period of grace. It’s the season of life where adults (for the most part) have or gain some knowledge. It’s the season of life where older kiddos are curious and learn something new. It’s the season of life where kiddos of the same age and younger don’t have a clue. At family gatherings, kiddos just play. Side by side, sometimes joining in, most often not. Fun is…
