Autism and the Questions I Never Asked

First, I have to say, the above picture is one of my absolute favorites of the three kids together. It has been hanging in my kitchen or dining room since it was taken – 14 years ago! I realize you can’t see the kids’ faces, but I just love that they are walking hand in hand and completely in step with each other on a beach that they love going to. Autism isn’t obvious, unless you know the kids.

That really is a snapshot of how they grew up. Mandy was in the middle and guiding Casey and Rob towards fun and safety. She never seemed to notice how different they were from her friends’ siblings or that her life was very different in ways, because of autism. The kids weren’t always in such perfect step together, but they were always together.

I am always bragging to people at how amazing Mandy and Cory are to Casey and Rob. There are so many siblings that simply have nothing to do with the person with autism and I thank God every day that my kids are close. I just can’t imagine the pain a parent would feel knowing that autism kept the family from being close. Mandy will say how great her childhood was and, in many ways, I think it was. But – there are questions I never asked her, because I am not sure I want to hear the answers.

Like – did she ever notice that we didn’t go many places as a whole family? Did it bother her that many times, she only had one parent at her school events? (yes, I know many children have only one parent at events, but I’m thinking just of her. 🙂 )

Did she ever notice that so often when we played Barbies or horses or Power Rangers that I never got too far away from the top of the stairs so I could hear what was going on downstairs? Did she notice that I was distracted as we played some days?

Did she feel left out when Casey and Rob went to therapies? I know she didn’t like that they had horse therapy, at first, because she so loved horses and she wanted to ride, too. When she got a little older, she volunteered with the riding club, but I still regret that she didn’t get to ride when she was the one who loved horses so much.

Did she get tired of sharing a room with a sister who had meltdowns often? or who couldn’t sleep many nights?

I know there were times she was furious with Casey and Rob. There were times they took something precious to her and broke it or just got on her nerves. But did she resent the way I handled those situations? I could tell Casey and Rob not to touch things that weren’t theirs, but in reality, their impulsiveness overrode any words I could say. I never felt I handled those times right – I tried, but I don’t think she truly understood that I knew how upset she was – there was just little I could do, except cry and hope that she didn’t grow up to hate her brother and sister.

Did she notice how many times Casey and Rob’s needs had to come before hers? When they were little, I hoped every day that she would never feel like she wasn’t just as important as the other kids, but it was (and still is, at times) a worry I can’t shake.

Did she have plenty of time to just be a kid? And not have to help keep an eye on Casey and Rob as we played outside or ventured to a store? Did she have enough freedom to just be her – Mandy – and not their sister?

Did I make sure they all followed the same rules? I hope so – I tried – but I wonder, at times, if I was more lenient on Rob, because he was the baby, not so much because he had autism. I suppose that’s something every parent worries about, but when there is a special needs sibling or two tossed in, it’s even harder.

It seemed some days that my entire day was dealing with autism in one way or another. Those nights, I would fall into bed and feel so guilty that Mandy didn’t get the few minutes of attention I wanted to give her. (Autism mom/dad guilt just sucks, doesn’t it?) I hated that I couldn’t spend the whole afternoon playing games with her without constant interruptions from autism.

Did she resent it when I asked her to watch the movie Casey or Rob chose, even though it was her turn? It didn’t happen often, but some nights, I just couldn’t deal with the thought of another meltdown from Casey because her movie wasn’t on when she got out of the bath. Luckily, Mandy and Rob tended to be obsessed with the same movies (except Willy Wonka – she never got into that one like he did!) – like Wizard of Oz and the Power Rangers – at the same time. And even luckier, Rob did whatever Mandy wanted so he was happy with anything she chose.

Did she get tired of our routines? Or did she like that she always knew what was going to happen?

I know every parent has questions like this, whether there are special needs family members or not. This is just something I’ve been thinking about the last few days – I’m not sure why – maybe because I was looking at pictures from when they were younger and thinking about how many times Mandy had to jump in and help with Rob when Casey was having a meltdown. Or look for Rob when he climbed somewhere and we couldn’t find him. And those thoughts led to the questions.

Casey, Mandy, Cory and Rob are close now. While Casey loves Mandy and Cory, Rob takes that love to an adoration. He is still the same little boy who would follow his sister wherever she wanted to go (and I have pictures to prove it!) and now he follows Cory that same way. Now, I know she doesn’t resent her siblings, but when they were little? I’m sure there were times she hated autism – same as I did. I am sure she never hated Casey or Rob – just the actions that were caused by the autism.

I wish that every person with autism had a Mandy and a Cory in their lives – that every family could be as close as ours. Despite my guilt at not always being the mom I wanted to be for Mandy, I know how lucky we are to have each other.