Posts Tagged ‘special needs parenting grief’
Winter
Hi. My name is Carrie. I am a wife, a yogi, a writer, a book-reader, and a mother of five. I am also Special Needs Mama with a Special Needs Kiddo. His name is Jack. He is sixteen years old. When you have a Special Needs Kiddo, the weekend can feel very, very long. I know, I’m not supposed to admit this. I’m supposed to tell you all the fun things I create for my son and I to do together—interesting outings with built-in lessons, long hikes through the autumn…
Read MoreI’m Ready For Forever
This morning I thought about forever…as we woke up before the sun and hurried to get ready to go find trains. This is what we do. When you first find out you’re going to become a parent you think about raising a child, sending them off to college and watching them get married to start a family of their own. I’m not saying he won’t ever do any of these things, but I’m also saying we aren’t promised he will either. The day you find out you’re not just a…
Read MoreMy Miracle Boy
On May 24th 2020 my entire world changed in a matter of moments. Since my son’s Autism diagnosis in February, I still had not said the words aloud, “my son has autism.” I would use phrases such as “he receives special services” or “he has special needs.” I had not gathered up enough strength to use the word Autism and Charlie with the same breath. I guess in my magical world the diagnosis wasn’t real until I said it was. I am honestly not sure how long I would have avoided…
Read MoreThe Dark Side
As a mother of a child with special needs, there are some things you just don’t say out loud. Because these things… these thoughts that occasionally loop on repeat over and over again in your head, well, they’re dark. They’re depressing. Sometimes, they’re downright scary. But these forbidden thoughts, these heartbreaking, gut-wrenching, soul-crushing thoughts that you’re often made to feel bad for having, they’re part of your reality. Part of your life. Part of the life that you didn’t choose. And if you dare speak of these dark, depressing, scary…
Read MoreLost in the ‘Possible’
A mum sent me a message earlier, about grief. Grief and autism. It may sound morbid, and it may not be the same for everyone, but this is absolutely a thing to me. When my son was diagnosed, I did cry A LOT, I cried any chance I could really, any time I was alone or any time the kids were all asleep at night, I cried. I guess I still do, only now it’s not the same kind of cry… To be told something so impacting, so unknown and…
Read MoreThe Great Divide
The great autism divide within the special needs community is disheartening. There are those who embrace the neurodiversity movement, who most likely identify as being autistic themselves and who have what would’ve been Aspergers Syndrome prior to the DSM-V changes (now mild autism). Those in this category tend to be proud of who they are and can communicate most of their everyday challenges and struggles. The other category of autism are those who identify as having “moderate autism”, who struggle socially like those who identify with mild autism, but have…
Read MoreI Wonder About the End
I wonder about the end. The end of autism. And I don’t like that thing (of me) that creeps up through the night as I think. Staring into that corner by the closet where it sits. No matter how I try the thought it crawls on me. “When are you going to stop hiding? To stop running from me?” It whispers. “You know the truth: that Autism will only ever end when you accept it. When you invite it in.” At the beginning I’d always end up in front of…
Read MoreYou Can Feel Sad and Love Simultaneously
You can feel sad about your child’s diagnosis and still love them with every fiber of your being. If you do, I want you to know that you’re not alone in your feelings. It doesn’t make you a bad parent. You may feel powerless, frustrated, and depressed. I know I’ve felt all this and more. I’d kept these feelings to myself for a while because I was ashamed. I was afraid to admit them. I love my son Charlie, so the sadness that engulfed me was confusing. For a long…
Read MoreMissing the Me I Might Have Been
On the way home from a special needs event I was actually able to talk my daughter into attending, we stopped at Starbucks drive through. As I waited in line, I watched people getting out of their cars and going inside. Families laughing and enjoying the Florida sunshine. Most were probably tourists, since I was about 15 min from the gates of Disney World. We got our drinks and then I hopped on the interstate to head home. We had a really good day today. Casadee attended the special rodeo…
Read MoreI had Plans for us Kid
I had plans for us kid. Big plans. Plans that I can admit didn’t include autism. I was going to be one of those moms. The super involved moms. You were going to be in sports. And have so many playdates and friends and birthday parties. We would have couple friends. Who had kids the same age. You were going to say the darndest things. Of course be adorable. And then handsome. And smart. We were going to travel. And be really, really busy. We would have endless conversations and…
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