Month: June 2020

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Autism and Toxic People

Autism and Toxic People

For some reason, I’ve seen a lot of posts this week about toxic people. You know the kind – the ones that are hard to be around because they are never happy and seem to bring out the worse in the people they are around. Or, in the case of people with autism, they think you can “discipline” the autism out of a person or that the autism and everything that comes with it are made up. I’m sure you know people like this.

This week, the question seems to be what to do if a person like this is a member of your family. As unbelievable as it is to me, I’ve actually seen conversations that wonder if it really hurts their child with autism if someone doesn’t accept them – or if a family member “means well” but is still not a positive influence for the child. I don’t care who that person is – your child deserves to be treated with love and respect. If a family member can’t do it, then avoid that person. Simple as that.

Even if your child can’t say something hurts them, you should know that if it would hurt you to hear it, then it hurts your child. Just because they can’t talk, does not mean they can’t hear and feel! I can tell by the way Casey and Rob are acting if they are getting upset. Or by the look in their eyes. Or if they really don’t want to spend time with someone. And I follow their lead. I refuse to force them to be around people who cannot love and accept them for the amazing people they are.

I know there are a lot of families out there with people who just think if you would discipline your child more or if you would stop “babying” them, the autism would disappear. Often, it seems to be older people, as when they were children, no one had ever heard of autism – people with disabilities were either put in homes or kept out of sight in the family home. They didn’t go to school. They didn’t go to church. They were hidden. So, I can sort of understand why elderly people think they way they do… but that does not mean I’ll let anyone be mean to my kids. Love us as we are or get out of our lives.

There are a few family members that Rob has issues with. Luckily, these are not people he is around often and when he is, it is for a very short amount of time. Casey doesn’t have the same reaction as Rob does. If she is hurt by someone, she tends to avoid that person and ignores them when she does have to be around them. She also has a tougher skin than Rob does and doesn’t take things personally like he does.

He will get anxious and loud and the more the person tries to get close to him, the louder he will get. It can last for hours when he gets home and nothing I can say will convince him that he is an awesome young man and that person who was mean to him is an idiot. So – we avoid. I let him take the lead. If he doesn’t want to see someone, he doesn’t go. There have been times that I know he doesn’t want to go, but he won’t let Casey go by herself, so he reluctantly will follow her. It is truly amazing to see the love and care he has for her.

I know it isn’t easy to avoid family members, sometimes. You can always try to educate those people – let them know that you aren’t babying your child when you bring their favorite foods to family meals. Explain why you do it – because of sensory issues. Try to explain a few times, then drop it. If that person is rude enough to continue commenting about you giving in to your child, then tell them to back off. Some people will never understand and you can’t let your child suffer because of it. Either avoid that person or stand up to them. To protect your child, you don’t have many choices.

And you have to protect your child! Yeah, I know it’s easier to avoid confrontation. But – what’s the cost? Your child’s self-esteem and happiness. Are you really going to let some jerk destroy that? I know you are overwhelmed at times and the path of least resistance is always desirable. But, the damage that can be done to your child is unimaginable. You have to protect them!

I will admit – there have been many times that I was one of the least liked people in the room. I didn’t like that feeling, but I had to be that person to keep Casey and Rob safe. I had to make phone calls that no parent wants to make. I had to go to meetings and struggle not to scream at people. Most autism parents have been in that place. Fun, isn’t it?

But – Casey and Rob, Mandy and Cory always come first. I will stand up for them and defend them against anyone. That’s what a mom does, after all – or what a parent should do. It won’t be easy to avoid toxic family members and I doubt you will like doing it (although, I will admit – there are a few people that I joyfully avoid now! 🙂 ) but you have to think of your child’s well-being first, last and always.

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Autism and a Busy Week Back in a Changed Routine

Autism and a Busy Week Back into a Changed Routine

Last Sunday evening, Casey, Rob and I talked a lot about going back to Hopewell on Monday. I wasn’t sure about a lot of the details, but I sat with each of them and answered as many of their concerns as I could. It was hard, since I wasn’t sure about much of the routine, either, but I could tell them that I would be taking them each day (the shuttle they used to ride are now public transportation – anyone could get on with them. I’m too paranoid to let them ride with complete strangers right now) and picking them up.

I told them that they would be in the window room with 8 of their friends, but that I didn’t know who their group was. They were so excited to be thinking about going back to Hopewell, I’m honestly not sure either of them was really listening to me, beyond that there would be no shuttles right now.

Hopewell is opening later, so we could sleep in and not have to rush around Monday morning. How crazy is it that it took me forever to pack their lunches? Three months of not packing lunches was great and I just couldn’t think what they each liked to have in their lunch. They were both up earlier than they needed to be – too excited too sleep in. Rob even put a new shirt on without a fight! They both giggled and giggled as we waited until it was time to go.

When we got there, Rob wanted to go into the cafeteria, as that was their usual routine. They gathered in that room before starting their day. He got a little anxious when I wouldn’t let him go in and then a stranger was trying to make him go to the big room. He started flapping at his ears – getting worked up. Casey ran down the ramp to the window room, but she couldn’t get to her locker. She turned and looked at me. Rob was really stomping by then because he couldn’t get to his locker. (They had to build a “wall” to separate the two groups – they are not allowed to be near each other because of the COVID – 19 worry.)

I was close to tears as I left. I could feel their anxiety and worried all day that they were not listening to their staff person – that they were taking their masks off or running to other areas of the building. (In normal times, they have several rooms that they can go to for different activities). Bob and Reagan picked them up right after lunch for their usual fun time. Rob went to aquatics – Casey got ice cream and a coloring book.

When they were dropped off at home, they were both happy and smiling so I took that to mean their day was good. I got a text later that said they both did well and that the staff was working to iron out some bugs in the routine to make it easier for everyone.

Rob still seems happy to be going to Hopewell, even with the changes. They have to have their temperatures taken as soon as they enter the building and they stay in one large room all day. I need to find out what they are doing all day. They have both brought crafts home, but I know they will both get bored with that at some point.

I think Casey might be already. She thinks of Hopewell as a social place. She is used to going out of the building most days to volunteer or for walks. They are not leaving the building and she is already asking for her “trip” papers. I told her there wouldn’t be any trips and she is not a happy person. Wednesday evening, she was working herself up into a major meltdown until I told her that we were still going to do our plans for the summer.

We made a list of things they both want to do this summer and I told her we would still do them. She asked about Hopewell and thought it was funny when I told her if we wanted to do something, we would just skip Hopewell. But, then, she wanted to start writing on her calendar when we would be hiking and swimming. I tried to explain to her that we can’t write things like that because we have to watch the weather and she managed to work herself up again.

When she gets in one of these moods, she flips her head and her eyes get very intense. She can’t stop asking questions – always the same ones over and over until I am ready to scream. But I also have to walk a thin line, as if I get upset, then she escalates quickly. I’m sure part of the issue was being tired after a long week and partly, being upset that Hopewell has changed in ways she can’t understand and doesn’t like.

By Thursday, she was focused on going hiking and taking pictures and refused to hear anything but that we would go. Luckily, she was happy with a short walk and posing for a few pictures on our way to my parent’s house. But, yesterday, she started in again about canceling Hopewell on Wednesday and going to a state park for a long hike. She doesn’t want to hear that we can’t plan anything outside right now because of stormy days coming. She wants to hear she can do everything she wants. (don’t we all want to hear that?? 🙂 )

I am worried that this is going to be our new normal. He is going to want to go to Hopewell and she is going to want to skip it. I expected their first weeks back would be stressful for both of them, but honestly, I thought it would be Rob having more issues than Casey. I was sure his anxiety would flare up with all the changes he has to deal with. She has been so relaxed about all of the changes since March, that I thought she would continue on that path.

And right there is something I’ve learned really well with autism over the last 30 years. Never expect anything, cause it will change. And usually faster than I ever dreamed it would. And it also points out how far he has come. Anxiety is something that he has had to deal with for 10 years. He has learned not to let it overcome him and tries to come to me for help before it gets out of control. I never thought that would happen.

Of all the changes that were going to happen at Hopewell, I cannot believe that I never thought about her “trips” as being an issue. That’s all on me – she loves going places and I never even thought about preparing her for staying there all day. I know how much she loves being out – definitely a “duh” moment for me.

I’m anxious to see how this week goes – to see if she is more accepting of their new normal or if I’m going to need to take drastic measures to help her stay calm. As well as she has done with everything in the last three months, I think she is finally reaching the end of her patience. (Aren’t we all?)

So fingers crossed for a nice day that we can go hiking. And for him to be okay with skipping Hopewell! It seems like this could be a rock and a hard place for me, but then I think about how quickly they change and know that worrying isn’t going to help anything. One day at a time… one step at a time.

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Autism and a Happy Change in Routine

Autism and a Happy Change in Routine

I’ve been keeping a secret from Casey and Rob for several days. Tomorrow, they will be going back to Hopewell! It is going to open! Casey can’t stop giggling – and asking questions. Rob just stared at me. He finally said, “Tomorrow’s Hopewell?” and I said yes, they are finally able to open. His eyes started twinkling and he had such a cute smile. He ran to his room, but came right back with a question – “Bob?” He wanted to spend time with Bob and was worried about that.

But I told him he would still see Bob and that he would be going to aquatic therapy. Now, he is getting excited and I can hear him giggling as he lists favorite foods from fast food restaurants. Casey is so happy that she will still get to have a treat with Reagan and buy a coloring book. They are so happy!

I am happy for them, but …. I’ve really had fun with them over the last three months (and I can’t believe it’s been that long!). Yes, we had a few rough days, but we have those anyway. We walked every day. We did crafts. We tried to play new games (and that didn’t work out very well). We had lazy days of doing nothing but hanging around the house. They entered a cupcake decorating contest and posed for pictures for a photography contest. (By the way – I wish everyone had a county board of DD like ours! They have been amazing during this whole crazy time!)

They learned some new exercises – she prefers the bike, while he likes to box. We found a bald eagle’s nest and saw the baby. We spent a lot of time on the patio in the swing. And we discovered that Casey gets tired of her little brother following her around. We saw his sense of humor come out as he held things above his head so she couldn’t reach it. We hear long black train 50,000 times – some days louder than others.

We learned that it is possible to get through a day without power. (A bad wind storm took out our power for 24 hours). It used to be that as soon as the power went off, Rob started saying “lights on” and didn’t stop until it came back on and she screamed because her iPad didn’t work. (they both have apps to use, but she likes to watch videos). And no one would sleep. She actually went to sleep in the recliner. He didn’t sleep until 5 that morning, but he didn’t constantly ask for the lights. He laid more or less quietly. A miracle for both of them!

He learned that icing on cupcakes isn’t so bad. He even put the icing on them and decorated his 12 cupcakes all by himself. I was in tears – he refuses to let gooey things touch his fingers. And then to watch him eat it! (The look on his face when he took the first bite was priceless – I thought he was going to gag, but he watched Casey eat hers and followed her lead. 🙂 )

When I first heard that everything was going to close for “a few weeks,” I knew it was going to be a hard time for us. Changes in routine are not good – and some of those changes were big ones to Casey – her birthday, track and field day, grandpa’s birthday. But she handled the cancellations like it was no big deal. And, while Rob did ask for Hopewell a few times, he didn’t seem upset about not going.

But then we had to cancel Hopewell for all of April…. and then May… and the talent show and prom. My birthday, Easter, a trip to the zoo with camp, then summer camp. And she kept accepting the changes like it was not a big deal. He only asked for Hopewell a few times and then never mentioned it again. They got used to seeing grandma and grandpa from the car. And then we cancelled Hopewell for June. (it was easier for her to see the whole month canceled since I had no idea when or if they would even open this summer)

And she still was okay with it. As long as she had something to do each day, she was happy. She painted t-shirts and picture frames. He painted wooden models.

The way they have changed in the last year continually surprise me. I know many of you weren’t able to enjoy the time together like we were. While I do work from home, I had time to do it in the mornings and while they were busy with their own interests. I didn’t have to homeschool and didn’t lose my job. I was able to really be with them as we haven’t been able to in a very long time. During “normal” times, we did do lots of things, but evenings were not together – they needed down time from being gone all day and I was tired after being at school all day. Truly, to use, the last three months have been amazing and much needed together time.

I don’t write this to brag. I write this to remind all of you to keep dreaming for your child. No matter how exhausting and frustrating life is, you can’t know what the future holds. No one that knew Casey as a child would have imagined the young woman she is today. She screamed at the slightest change in her routine. She screamed for hours and beat her head on anything around her. She ran from people – she had no sense of danger.

Rob’s anxiety at changes in his life was debilitating to him. He couldn’t sleep and he ran away. He refused to eat most foods and was terrified to try anything new. While new things are still not his favorite, he is willing to try. And both of them are communicating more with what they need or want. (Anxiety breaks this down quite a bit, so we still have issues often with them not being able to tell me what’s wrong).

Hopewell will look a lot different to them, as they have had to do many things to follow the state’s guidelines. I am a little concerned about tomorrow, but their excitement about going back and still being able to go with Bob and Reagan is contagious. I am happy for them – and also a little sad. I’m excited to be able to have lunch with Tracie tomorrow and to be able to run errands with a little more time to get things done, but I will miss them. I never in my wildest dreams thought this stay at home thing would be as much fun for us as it was, but I thank God for it.

I thank God for the little moments that so often get missed in our usual busy day to day lives – listening to Rob read a book to me or sitting on the swing with Casey. Our long walks. His tight bear hugs and her giggles. I see these things often, but I don’t always appreciate them. That’s my new goal – to really appreciate those little things, even when life gets too crazy again.

Even a few years ago, this would not have been our stay at home time. Please – never stop dreaming and planning for your child’s future. There will always be bright spots and small steps forward. I’ve been told that I don’t write about “real” autism – that my kids are more high functioning than many. They are doing amazing, but we worked hard to get to this point. We have had a lot of tears – a lot of sleepless nights – a lot of frustrating times to get here. Never give up!

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The Search for the Perfect Autism Parent

The Search for the Perfect Autism Parent

Yes – you read that right. I’m looking for the perfect autism parent. I want to find one who has never made a mistake – never second guessed themselves – never wished for a minute of quiet – never yelled – never cried. Come on – everyone stand up. I want to see just where these perfect parents are. You know – the ones who judge all other parents. The perfect ones.

This has been a tough few weeks for people with autism – adults and children. An adult was held by police officers because he “refused” to tell them his name. He had wandered away from his group, gotten upset and someone called the police, thinking he was on drugs, as he was rocking and twitching. A child was lost and later found, thankfully, with the family dogs watching over him. Another child was killed by his mother. Another child was “rehomed” (yeah, that’s the word they used.) Another child is still lost. And those are just the few I’ve heard of.

But – the common thing in every post is the “perfect” ones saying they do not understand how the child got away – don’t the parents watch him? Why didn’t the parents make sure the adult had an ID on him? Didn’t they consider this could happen? How could a mother drown her child? How could parents give away a child they adopted because he was too difficult? The endless questions – the accusations.

I’ll admit – I was floored by the parents who broadcast to everyone they “rehomed” the child they had adopted when it became difficult. And I was sick to hear about the mom that drowned her son. I can’t imagine. I just can’t imagine being so desperate that ending a child’s life seems like the best course of action. (My guess is they will discover mom has mental issues, but who knows?)

As the for family that gave away their son… I pray that little boy has found a family that loves him and will do anything for him. Personally, I suspect the adoption and the “rehoming” were part of a publicity trick for them, but I don’t know that. It’s only my opinion.

But Facebook pages blew up when it was announced. People were accusing them of many things and many were saying, “I would never…..” The thing is – you can say that, but you aren’t in their shoes. You have no idea what you would do under the same circumstances. You can believe what you want – but you don’t live in their shoes. You may think they are disgusting humans for what they did and that’s okay. But, instead of blasting them on Facebook – why not just pray for the little boy?

Instead of tearing up a parent who lost their child, why not consider that it may happen to you! I’ve “lost” Rob several times. Thankfully, he was always around the house or the yard, but I would blink and he was gone. He was sitting on the edge of the roof once (scaffolding was up for the guys putting the new roof on). He was laying down on scaffolding once and never made a sound as we ran around yelling his name.

He pushed the mattress on Mandy’s bed away from the wall a few inches, squeezed himself into the space, covered up and went to sleep. He grabbed his bat and ball and crossed the street to play ball with other boys on the ball field. Let me be clear – I was close by every single time. I would turn to help Casey and he would vanish. I thank God every day that he never vanished when we were away from home. (Honestly, though, I usually had a death grip on both he and Casey).

We need to stop criticizing other parents. If someone asks you for help or for ideas, by all means, share them. But you can do it in a nice way. You don’t have to be critical of what they have been doing. Be nice. It’s that simple.

I’m sure other people have comments about me telling the kids they need to head to bed at 9:30 each night. After all, they are adults and should be able to make that decision on their own. I know that – and I feel guilty that I don’t let them stay up. But, I’ll be honest. I need that time for me. I hate to admit it, but I do. I need Rob to have time to settle down before he needs to be asleep. Casey needs to stay on her routine. And they both need to learn other people do need to sleep. They need to understand that after dark is quiet time. Sleep has been an issue for both of them at different times. I refuse to go back to those times. I was a walking, talking, crazy, sleep deprived, half human mom. For the good of all of us, they need to sleep.

But, yeah, I do feel the guilt. I don’t need someone who doesn’t live here or doesn’t have any idea what we’ve been through to tell me I should let them stay up until they want to go to bed. I will be nice the first time I’m told. I won’t be nice the second time. You have had your warning. I promise you – I am harder on myself than you could ever be.

Every one of us can say “I would never….” to any circumstance. And maybe you wouldn’t. But why hurt a devastated parent by tearing them down? It serves no purpose, unless maybe to make you feel as if you are a better parent. I try hard not to judge others for their parenting mistakes. Like I said, I’ve made more than a few, with all three kids. Some of those mistakes are funny, now – some aren’t. The times I screamed back at Casey for hours of headbanging and screaming are moments that break my heart. I kept control as long as I could, but there were a few times that the endless screaming just got to me. Maybe I thought, foolishly, that if I yelled back at her I could get her attention. (for the record – that never works.)

So, please, the next time you hear about a child who wandered away, pray for their safe return. If you want to mumble your thoughts to yourself, fine, but you don’t have to take to social media to spread more hurt and anger. With everything that is happening in our world right now – the riots, the racism, the negative attitude towards police officers – do we really need more hurt and pain?

We strive to teach our children to be kind – to be nice. We teach that everyone can be friends. People with autism have the biggest, most loving hearts – maybe we should all take a lesson from them and learn to love everyone. No judgement, no hatred, no negativity. Just kindness. That’s what we want for our kids, right? A kinder, happier world? Where they are loved and accepted for exactly who they are?

Change starts with us. We can make the world what we want it to be. Be kind. Be safe.