If you've met one person with autism, you've met one person with autism. Meet mine here!
It has been 4 years. Four years since I sat in a room with a developmental pediatrician for hours talking about my son, showing videos, answering questions, managing his anxiety as I could tell he wanted to leave the room. I sat there praying we were wrong. Praying she would look at us and say, "it's not autism." But instead, she smiled... and told us our son was autistic. I smiled back. With a shaking hand I took her diagnosis letter, picked up my 2-year-old son, and left the office.
POV: The lady at the doctor’s office tells you to “calm down” your autistic son. I drive by this doctor’s office almost daily. I will not soon forget this day, this moment, this woman’s face. She looked at me so angry, so annoyed at my precious son who was running in place and making happy [...]
The day was perfect from start to finish (and we rarely ever can say that!). I wanted to make an Instagram reel but it was impossible to put all of the love we felt into one minute. I wanted to make a blog post but it just doesn’t feel like enough. My heart could explode with pride for my boy and with love for our friends and family. Our cup runneth over and over.
April is Autism Awareness Month which made me want to share a little snippet into the life of our little man.
Please don’t take this post the wrong way. I always fear things I write will be misconstrued... but I am so frustrated at autism. I’m frustrated at it for taking so much away. I am also thankful for it and what it has brought. Autism is a challenge, a struggle. It’s a blessing, an answer.
channing's joy 