As the parent to a child with Autism, it pulls me back to the early days of his life…
The thing is, I get it. I get why he wants to run around in the middle of the night…
My parenthood is neither painful nor does it require relief. When I say that I accept my son as he is, I’m not trying to fool myself and others.
When he was two, I could never imagine five. When he was five, I could never imagine seven.
I had done nothing wrong, but at the time, their confused glances sure made me feel that way.
Autism or not, sing to your kids. Even if you, like me, never sing for anyone else, do it for them.
In a world where everyone is striving to fit in, any small difference for your kid can be concerning.
No one really said anything for a moment. They didn’t need to.
They don’t make bumper stickers that say, “My Child Didn’t Break My Daughter’s Barbie House Today”
It”s rare that I leave an interaction with him without smiling a little bit more than when I went in.