It doesn’t matter how thirsty I am or how recently I got it. My water is his water.
Forever. No thought. Not even a question. All real parents would say the same.
It wasn’t a secret word anymore. Soon it was just another aspect of our lives and categorized along with all of the other quirks in our family.
This isn’t a milestone that works in the form of a soundbite. It requires a backstory and explanation, but it’s truly a major achievement.
I wasn’t ready to be an advocate for my son with Autism because, at that point, I still wasn’t entirely sure I even had a son with Autism.