So I haven’t written much on here lately. The fact is, I’ve been incredibly depressed. Often angry. Sometimes in a rage that only somebody else with an autistic child could understand. And then back to being depressed. I’ve had nothing particularly incisive, witty or mind-blowing to write here. I don’t expect to always have unique…
Year: 2011
Top 5 List of Benefits to Having an Autistic Son {Washington DC Autism Mom Parent}
I haven’t written on this blog in a while because I try not to go there. But lately I’ve been stuck there, so I might as well try and explore what there is for me lately. Maybe it’ll help shake me out of my malaise. Maybe. So here’s a list I expect to add to…
Would Believing in God Make Autism Easier to Swallow?
So I’m an atheist. IMHO, this represents quite the divide in the autism world. Not that there are separate clubs, or holiday parties, or secret handshakes between us and them. Not that I’m even aware if there’s any other atheist autism parent out there who could join ranks with me to form an “us” team….
He’s Talking!!!!!!
See this boy? The beautiful one? With the magical eyes? That’s my son. And he is starting to talk more and more. Like he walked around a corner this past weekend and decided that “yup, I’ve had enough of this being trapped inside my head thing and listening to Mommy and Daddy with their stupid…
Summertime
Not a whole lot to report around here. We have one tired kid who’s falling asleep in his lunch because he can’t catch up on his sleep (usual story with all of us “Autism Parents”). I’m still demanding that he puts an “I want” in front of the nouns he grunts at me when he…
The Purity Factor
I realized tonight that I haven’t painted my toenails yet this season. I say “season”, because I have never cared what my toes look like when I’m not wearing sandals. Let’s face it: I have always been the type of woman who has to be strongly motivated to put contact lenses in over glasses, and…
Fear the Cords
So my son stims. Your son stims. Your daughter stims. The whole autistic world stims. In fact, I stim (although I’m pretty certain I’m not not or do I run the risk of being diagnosed as autistic – I’m just wacky). So what’s the big deal? It’s a stress reliever, it’s a way of shutting…
Can We Get a Psychic in Here?
This past weekend, my husband and I went to the Autism Now conference in Maryland. Something I am beginning to learn (that I’m sure all of you more experienced Autism Mothers will nod in agreement with) is that there is a ridiculous amount of websites and organizations out there who deal with autism. By “ridiculous”,…
Oh, Happier Days
I’ve definitely been rolling around in the mud of self-pity, sorry, and fear lately. I’ve also been wearing an Christmas-sweater-ugly cloak of anger. I’m not really out of this hole yet, to be sure. But Max is having a better day. So I thought it wise to write something nice so that anyone reading this…
One and a Half Steps Back
So I am in a lot of pain. And not the physical kind. The aching soul kind. I know I am supposed to be writing something uplifting about life with an autistic kid, something parents of newly diagnosed kids can gain some relief from reading. But I guess: 1. I’m still a “new” autism parent…