I’m ready for anything. I’m not excited about it. I’m not looking to have long talks about it. But I am prepared for it.
I’m ready for anything. I’m not excited about it. I’m not looking to have long talks about it. But I am prepared for it.
One day, maybe he’ll be able to tell me, “Yo. Put me down.”
My non-verbal son’s skill set stretches far beyond what any one person sees. It’s my job, as his advocate, to accept that.
My non-verbal boy can sling snark with the best of them. He just expresses it in more creative ways.
“Hop up on the scale for me buddy.” That’s when the gates of hell open.
Stimming doesn’t give a child Autism. In fact, “stimming” isn’t even exclusive to Autism.
A voice in my head whispered, “Why did you do that? What do you know about babies?”
It’s like living in an Adam Sandler movie.
Kids aren’t all or nothing. Neither is Autism.
It felt like Autism took away so much more than my son’s ability to do certain things. It felt like it would take away my peace, calm, and security as well.
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