It’s why my stomach gets knots. It’s why I come running.
Tag: autism diagnosis
Then Why Do We Do It?
I refuse to leave him sitting in the living room.
For Those Who Mean Well
I never asked her to help “cure” my son’s Autism.
Surviving A Meltdown
We walked into the crowded and cramped waiting area. That’s when my son had a meltdown.
The Kid Behind Their Checklist
I had to force myself to see the worst of him, even though I usually can only see the best.
Expectations and Acceptance
When you truly accept anything as a possibility then everything is perfect.
How We Talk About Autism
What followed was a barrage of sad heart emojis mixed with the occasional, “Stay Strong, Mama”.
Parenting, Patience, and Autism
There are some days when I am in awe of his nerve.
Hitting Our Target
It’s our favorite trip. Other people might not get it, but we do.
Because They’re Mine
Autism doesn’t make my son the best boy in the world. The fact that he’s mine makes him the best boy in the world.

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