When I share about parenting my autistic son, I often use the word ‘intense.’
Like you are in a crowded room, and someone turns the temperature dial up bit by bit. Slowly at first. Then faster. Tick tick boom.
Or I’ve even said it’s a game of negotiation. Me talking him off or on the ledge.
There are no little things with his autism. Only big.
It’s like his mind won’t let his body be calm. Like they are at odds. And it comes out of him.
His body can’t stop moving. His green checkered Vans constantly kicking the chair in front of him.
His hands dancing in front of his face.
The volume on his iPad up and down and up again.
Laughter. So much laughter. Sounds. Repetitive behaviors.
At home, he is calm. In his own space and time.
But in public it’s different for him. As if he’s playing a game with no rules.
It feels intensified. For us too. Like we are under a parenting microscope.
The world peering in at us. Seeing us. Seeing him. Hearing him. Watching him. Taking it all in.
I often want to wrap my arms around him, and even do so at times, to protect him. My invisible armor keeping us hidden.
But this past week, on our three plus hour drive home we stopped for lunch. The kids wanted to move around so we made the decision to go in. To eat inside. Something we would normally never do.
I snapped this picture because it brought tears to my eyes. It caused me to pause.
For 35 minutes his body was calm. And he sat with us.
He let us chat. Waited for food. For seconds. For refills. Laughed at a burp. Tattled on his brother over spilled milk. Said no to ketchup. Threw away his trash.
There was no kicking of chairs. Or handfuls of hair. Or loud sounds.
He was just with us.
The weight of his autism isn’t always visible at times. I know that, because most days I help him carry it.
But as our family sat, amidst the calm, we felt weightless.
I just had to take the picture.
Weightless.
I am pretty excited to share that the paperback version (I know many of you have been waiting for this!) will be released on March, 19, 2024. Yes, it’s the same Forever Boy as the hardcover BUT it has a bonus chapter! It brings you up to speed on where our family is today. And honestly, it’s the most favorite I have ever written. I am so excited for you to read it.
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I notice all these same moments. It used to be that we gulped down our food, trying to finish eating before he did. We knew, the second he was finished eating, it would be time for us to go. Something as simple as a server asking how many sets of crayons and coloring pages we needed was emotional for me. I always said two (one for each of my kids) even though I knew my autistic son wouldn’t color. That he viewed coloring as an unpleasant therapy task. Asking for two sets of crayons was my way of saying, “Don’t you see I have two children here? Of course I need two coloring pages and two boxes of crayons.” The crayons were pushed to a corner of the table, unused, but it was my own small attempt at advocacy. I know these moments you share so very well.
Moments like that feel so incredible!!