Monday, April 16, 2018

Make New Friends

Last night I snuck out of my house on a Sunday night, left the kids to my husband, and had a fun and civilized meal with several of my autism mommy friends whom I’ve known for years. I know, don’t hate me. It was bliss. We haven’t had the opportunity to do this in over […]

Monday, April 9, 2018

Just Get Help

Ah, the silence. It is the first day back after spring break, and I am reveling in the absence of sound, the dearth of requests for juice/snack/world peace (okay, maybe not the last one, but it felt that way sometimes). Both kids are healthy and safely at school, and maybe their mommy can begin to […]

Friday, April 6, 2018

One Kid’s Remarkable Belief in Easter Bunny Magic

It was Christmas Eve, and the house sounded as if it were late enough that I could get away with creeping downstairs to peek at what Santa had brought. I avoided noisy spots on the stairs, paused each time I heard something, and finally reached the hallway before the family room. There was a light […]

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Monday, April 2, 2018

World Autism Awareness Day

In just a few short weeks it will be fifteen years since my severely autistic son came into the world and made me a mom. His birth fulfilled both a two year quest to bring him here, and a longing I knew would never be quenched unless I became a mother. In that decade-and-half in […]

Thursday, March 29, 2018

I Want To Be Younger But Keep All My Life Experiences

It’s not as much as I don’t like being as old as I am as it’s that I’m old to be the mom of my eight-year-old. Or, at least older than a lot of moms who have a kid that age. That’s why I want to be younger but keep all my life experiences. I […]

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Tuesday, March 20, 2018

Practice What You Preach

For the last five months we’ve been watching our severely autistic son have “episodes,” interludes in which he bends over at the waist or sits staring, still able to hear us, thumbs tucked into his palms. He can endure these spells for seconds or minutes. Sometimes we can get him out of them, sometimes not. […]

Monday, March 12, 2018

Hope Part Two

My heart hears the sounds first. For five months I’ve been longing to hear his vocal stims, that eternal “eeeee” which punctuates his delight in whatever activity he’s engaged in at the time. Since October I’ve listened to the sounds slowly fade away, to be replaced by a boy bending over at the waist and […]