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Happy Friday [I forgot where I got this image, sorry... I just googled for Lemonade Happy Friday, although I know it's not lemonade ;-)  ]

Happy Friday [I forgot where I got this image, sorry... I just googled for "Lemonade Happy Friday" although I know it's not lemonade ;-) ]

This morning, Sweet Girl had an apple for breakfast and while munching on that apple she sat on the couch with me and watched the Today Show with me… and she was just so happy.  Since she didn’t have to get up as the asscrack of dawn (aka 6:30) for extended school year bus, she got up at 7:30 with me.  Gracie had me all to herself and she took advantage of it, snuggled up next to me on the couch.

She talked my ear off.  Yes, yes she did.  Because there was no one except Daisy the cat to listen in and interrupt and tell her she was wrong, stupid, to stop talking, to interject with something or other behaving jealously…

She just had Mommy all to herself.

She talked mostly about getting her own android so that she can show me all of the talking she won’t do on it and all of the apps and texting she will do on it.

She wants my phone when I turn it in for an upgrade.

I had to explain that when I turn it in for an upgrade, it will be considered an Old Lady phone and so decrepit it will be useless.  I wait until my phones are useless, with the exception of my last phone when I gave it to my eldest so she could have one when she started middle school.

She tried her darnedest to convince me to get her a cell phone and why she deserves one over her little sister.  You’ll note by the length of the rest of our conversation that it’s about much, much more than the cell phone.  It’s about sisterly relationships.  She must have been ruminating on this for quite some time and trying to figure out how to introduce her problem with her little sister in a way that Mommy would finally Get It.

“But you will give me your phone.”

“No, honey, we talked about this.  A lot.  My phone will be broken when I upgrade.”

“I am old enough.  Anna is not old enough.  I am starting 6th grade.  Anna is not responsible.”

“I already let you use my phone when you want to at home.  What happens during the school day with cell phones?”

“Electronics are NOT ALLOWED.  I would get in trouble if I use electronics.  I would use a Chromebook.  I do not want to get in trouble.  Chromebooks are for school.”

“You’re right.”

“Yes, because it is against the rules to use your electronics in class.  The teacher will TAKE IT” quick swipe of her arms through the air “AWAY!!!”

“I think you’re right.”

“I know.  Do I get your phone when you get a new one?” with a squeal.

“Not yet.  It won’t happen for a while.”

She paused here, and her face darkened.

“What’s wrong, Sweet Girl?”

“Anna thinks she is the boss of me.  She thinks she can tell me what to do.  She thinks she knows everything.”

“Like what? Tell me.”

“She is always saying I will get hurt and, um, she yells and it hurts my ears.”

“Do you get hurt if you don’t listen to her?”

“I… sometimes.”

“Do you want to know a secret about Anna?”

PENSIVE FACE WITH FURROWED BROW… she’s preparing to hear something she doesn’t like.

“Your little sister loves you with her whole heart.  She loves you more than anyone else in the world.  That means that if she thinks you’re not safe she’s going to try to protect you.”

“Hmm.” nods

“And do you want to know why it seems like she thinks she knows more than you?”

“Hmm.” glances at me

“It’s because she remembers some things better than you do sometimes; she remembers how things work a little bit better or that doing something a certain way might get you hurt.  She doesn’t want that to happen.  Right?”

“Hmm.” scowls but nods

“What she wants is to take care of you.  She enjoys that.  She likes to know that you’re safe and happy.  She doesn’t think you’re a little baby or a little kid that she has to take care of.  She just wants to make sure that her big sister doesn’t get hurt and that she’s happy.  Does that make sense?”

“Hmm.”

“She doesn’t like to fight with you.  She hates to fight with you.  It hurts her feelings when you fight.”

“She thinks she is more grown up.  She is not more responsible, I am more responsible.  I am older.  I am going in a middle school.”

“You are definitely learning to be responsible.  You’ve been helping around the house a lot more lately.  You help me when we go shopping together.  You did a great job with the grocery list yesterday.”

“Yes, I did.”

“I think you’re both learning and growing up, and I think your little sister is trying to help you grow up so that you can do it together.”

“She is bossy.  She tells me what to do.”

“Well, do you think that maybe sometimes you tell her what to do too?”

PAUSE

“I think that she’s trying to show you how to do things safely, and you know how she likes things to be ‘just right’ but you know what else? She also wants to do things WITH you so that you’re not alone.”

“Yes.”

“And you know, she just thinks about things in a different way than you do.  Your little sister’s brain works a little differently than your does so she doesn’t always understand what you’re thinking.”

“Yes, yes.”

“It might sound bossy if she thinks that she has to talk more loudly so that you’ll pay attention.  Do you understand?”

“Hmm.”  BIG PAUSE “Juliana is bossy.”

“Well… um… but she’s your big sister and you’re supposed to think she’s bossy.  She’s a leader too.  And not for nothing, honey, but when Mommy and Daddy aren’t here, she’s the boss.”

“Mom, did you hide your Kindle?”

“No honey, it’s plugged in.  Did you want to read today?”

“I don’t know.”

 

 

Oh my gosh, I love this girl.  Dear God, I love my daughters.  Love, love, love.

 

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My Sweet Girl doesn’t like talking on the phone.  Clarifying:  the boring land line which all you can do with is talk on it; the android, which you could speak into in order to have conversations except for the fact that she hates doing that.  She doesn’t like pleasantries, conversations of a fun or serious nature, and doesn’t “get” what’s so great about the entire vocalizing conversations thing.

She much prefers my android and the fun things the phone actually does.  Youtube, Kindle books, Angry Birds.  She looks forward to having her own one day so that she can have Youtube, Kindle books, and Angry Birds and text all of the friends and family that she doesn’t want to speak with.

During the second PPT of the school year I asked her team to build into the social therapies “telephone speaking skills.”  At 11 years old she doesn’t know, or care to know, how to make a phone call on the house phone or the android (or even her dad’s basic phone).  She doesn’t know, or care to know, how to answer any of the phones.  She does know how to view a text I’ve received.  She knows how to open any app that interests her.  She knows how to open up Chrome and do an internet search for My Little Ponies and Frozen and Angel Cat Sugar.  She knows how to do all of these things on my Kindle too.

I wasn’t sure how the social therapy regarding the phone skills was working because she’s still resistant to using the phone, and although I encourage her to take calls that come in for her, I don’t force her to do more than listen to the other person and be polite.  I also don’t force her to make a phone call, although I will have her listen to me make a phone call and watch what I do.  Her response every time is,

“I do not like the phone. I do not… know.”

I get it.  I do.  She has nonverbal learning disorder, and she has some anxiety regarding phone usage because, I’m guessing, telephone conversations generally don’t have an easily identifiable script.  There isn’t an expected beginning, middle, or end.  People say and ask unexpected things and since it’s not face to face, responding more quickly (as opposed to taking some time to respond) feels more urgent and anxiety inducing.

It’s ok.  But it’s still important that she knows how to do these things.  I want her to know how in case she NEEDS to make a call or respond to a call.  Emergencies could happen.  She needs to know emergency contact numbers too, but that’s been a very long difficult lesson that worries her.  We usually have a medical alert bracelet for her with ICE info on it, but the last one broke so it’s time to get a new one.  It helped her feel secure.

So you can imagine my surprise when my youngest princess called me today (as requested) with a grocery list I asked her to help me with.  I asked her if the Sweet Girl had helped make the list, offered suggestions, or anything.  She said no and then forced her sister on the phone.

I fully expected Sweet Girl to drop the phone and walk away.  She didn’t.  She didn’t because with forceful determination, my youngest daughter told her to speak up and tell Mom what she wanted for groceries.  I said “Hello” and asked her what she’d like when I went shopping after work.

Suddenly…

“Ummm… yes.  Tomato.”

“Ok. Tomato… sauce?”

“Yes.  But red soup.  Gramma calls it red soup.  It is red.”

“Great idea!”

“Mmm hmmm, yes.  Sauce.  Your sauce is better.  You need enough.”

“I need enough cans to make sauce AND soup?”

“Yes, you do.”

“Good idea.  What’s next?”

“I need hummus chips.  They are healthy.  I do not like hummus.  Hummus chips are good.”

“Uh, yeah.”

“I need black bean chips.  I do not like black beans.  I do not like texture.  Black bean hummus chips are good.”

“On the list.  Thanks, honey.”

“Chocolate pretzels… uhhh… Special K.  They have the chocolate pretzels I like.”

“Ok, thank you.  Anything else?”

“Yes. Apples.  Strawberries are good.  I do not like bananas.  Anna and Daddy like bananas, I do not like them.  You should buy them.”

“Great, I almost forgot those on the list.”

“Mmm hmmm, yes.  My pretzels, the ones I like.”

“Mustard?”

“Yes, mustard pretzels.”

“Well, should we get veggies? I think those would be healthy.”

“Yes, get veggies.”

I fully expected her to remind me that she doesn’t eat veggies or meat, only fruit and carbs and cheese, so this surprised me.  :-)

“Oh! Well what veggies would you like?”

“Rhubarb.  I miss rhu…rhubarb.  I like cauliflower.  You have to get cheesy, um, the giant one.”

“Sure! We did run out of the cauliflower.”

“We ran out of rhubarb.  Last summer.”

“That too, I hope I can find it.”

“Hmmm, yes.  You should get my fruit bars.  They are frozen.  I like strawberry.  I like lemon.  I want coconut.”

“But the coconut has milk in it.”

“Yes, you say that.  I like strawberry.”

“Do you miss yogurt?”

“I like yogurt.  Get one with chocolate.”

“You’re such a big help on this list honey.”

“Yes.  I need allergy medicine.  And nut clust… clusters.  I runned out of Lactaid.  I need chocolate Chex.”

“We ran out of a lot.  Are you hungry?”

“I don’t know.”

“Do you think the list is done?”

…..

…..

“Hi Mommy, Gracie just dropped the phone.”

 

Oh! My! Gosh! That girl kept me on the phone for 15 minutes! I complimented her when I got home from grocery shopping, and made sure she saw the healthy foods she added to the list.  She may not eat the majority of the food she PUT on that list, but she created a grocery list! Over the phone! For 15 minutes!

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Keep Calm And Vaccinate

Keep Calm And Vaccinate

If you haven’t read this article yet, please please please read it.  Please pass it along.  Share it on Facebook.  Get this information out there.  If you have a friend who is a Vaccine Denier print this article out and give it to them.  If you’re a Vaccine Denier, please give this a chance and read it with an open mind.  Read it as if you have a child with Autism.

This article, right here in red. Click it.

It Took Studying 25,782,500 Kids To Begin To Undo The Damage Caused By 1 Doctor.

Read it as if your child has the Measles and you didn’t find out in time what it was, because doctors of our time don’t know the symptoms to look for in real life since the great majority don’t know what they’d actually be looking at.  They would be thinking it’s just a spotty rash, maybe sun spots from overheating.  Your child would be at risk for blindness and other serious complications.

Yes, Measles is serious.  It’s not a “mild childhood disease.”  This is a misguided belief, and needs to be reconsidered.  Measles isn’t mild.  Measles is more than just uncomfortable.  Measles kills children.  It causes severe complications in pregnancies that can cause serious lasting problems for the babies.

/But I can show you what I’m talking about.What I wonder is that in spite of knowing the very real dangers of the disease, which are far, far greater than the false belief that it causes or contributes to Autism Spectrum Disorder, is why people still insist that it’s “mild” in its symptoms.  People who let their children go to “measles parties” (and for that matter chicken pox parties) have children that didn’t and don’t appreciate contracting the disease their parent forced upon them.   Before the chicken pox vaccine, for instance, I have a relative who contracted it (naturally) and ended up with a pock on her eye.  She has a small hole in her eye because of it.  As I recall when she had the chicken pox, it was beyond terrible.  I remember having the chicken pox.  I felt like I was dying.  I had pocks in my throat, and I have scarring all over me including my face.

I’ve spoken with people who had the measles.  It was more than uncomfortable, and it wasn’t “mild” but nearly every instance had each of their parents making urgent calls to the pediatricians and trips to the ER.  Anecdotal evidence, I know, meaning nothing to those who wish to make a point that they “must” be an exception, but research backs it up.  Science, even.  Right now I’m talking children.  It’s no picnic for adults either.

But I can show you what I’m talking about.

From the World Health Organization:

Who is at risk?

Unvaccinated young children are at highest risk of measles and its complications, including death. Unvaccinated pregnant women are also at risk.
Any non-immune person (who has not been vaccinated or was vaccinated but did not develop immunity) can become infected.

People die of complications from Measles.  Those most susceptible aren’t just children 5 and under, but people OVER 20 years old.  Yes, healthy adults die from the Measles and complications from the Measles.  Many of the complications themselves don’t have treatments.  And what people don’t realize is that Measles can lead to babies and young children and elders having to suffer with multiple diseases in addition to the Measles, at the same time as the Measles, with long lasting consequences due to negligence.  Complications include:

  • Acute Encephalitis
  • Subacute Sclerosing Pan Encephalitis (SSPE)
  • Viral Pneumonia (Hecht’s GC) or Bronchial Pneumonia
  • Severe Diarrhea
  • Dehydration
  • Death
  • Premature birth
  • Miscarriage
  • Severe Conjunctivitis/Eye Infection that can result in Blindness – indicated by pus draining from the eyes
  • Mouth ulcers
  • High Fever
  • Scarring rashes
  • Severe Ear Infections that can result in Deafness
  • Bronchopneumonia
  • Croup aka Pertussis aka Whooping Cough which is a full on killer… and should have its own vaccine: this can cause its own complications, such as lifelong asthma and other lung problems; vomiting, choking, breathing problems, damage to vocal cords would be immediate complications that could have lasting effects
  • I just found this little gem:  http://www.docstoc.com/docs/69029290/Measles-Rubeola-(PowerPoint)

From the World Health Organization:

Key facts

Measles is one of the leading causes of death among young children even though a safe and cost-effective vaccine is available.
In 2012, there were 122,000 measles deaths globally – about 330 deaths every day or 14 deaths every hour.
Measles vaccination resulted in a 78% drop in measles deaths between 2000 and 2012 worldwide.
In 2012, about 84% of the world’s children received one dose of measles vaccine by their first birthday through routine health services – up from 72% in 2000.
Since 2000, more than 1 billion children in high risk countries were vaccinated against the disease through mass vaccination campaigns ― about 145 million of them in 2012.

 

Here’s the kicker.  There is no specific treatment that exists for the measles virus.  Antibiotics do nothing.  Antivirals do nothing.  That means you can’t just go to your doctor to get an antiviral or antibiotic for it once you contract it, period full stop.  Once your child gets it, they have it and have to suffer through it and you have to be responsible for the fact that you didn’t get your previously healthy child the vaccine that could have helped prevent it or at least reduced the severity of it.  And you’ve risked other children and people who are immune-compromised that are unable to get vaccinated for legitimate medical reasons, or because they’re too young to get it.  Please remember I’m not talking about babies, children, and adult that are not medically able to be vaccinated because they’re too young or they have an allergy to the ingredients (like egg whites) or some other medical reason.  I’m talking about people that are able to get the vaccine and choose not to because of paranoia and the lingering thought of “What if Wakefield was right? That poor man, people thinking he hoaxed the world, he was on to something!” No, no he wasn’t.  He was scum.  I’ve written about him too.

The best thing you can do for the most communicable diseases that can actually kill your children at worst and cause severe complications like blindness and preventable disabilities, such as Measles, Chicken Pox, Mumps, Rubella, Polio, at best is prevention.  Vaccination.

You can not prevent measles or other communicable diseases with diet, products from self-proclaimed health product companies, vitamin supplements, exercise, prayer, or wishful thinking.

The “poisons” you think that make up vaccines? Trace amounts.  Look it up.  I’ve even explained what it means before.  Do you know what trace amount means? It means so minute, so minuscule, such tiny, tiny, tiny amounts that it can’t even be measured and that even if you took that trace amount and multiplied it by a million you still couldn’t measure it and it wouldn’t be toxic.

Here’s a thought.

We avoid arsenic because it’s a poison, right? Remember the arsenic-in-apple-juice scare a couple of years back that’s coming around again? Well… arsenic is present in the apple itself.  That’s just nature.  You could eat a hundred apples in a week (I wouldn’t recommend it for your intestines sake) and it wouldn’t give you enough arsenic to kill you because it’s trace amounts.

Potatoes.  We all love potatoes, tomatoes, hot peppers, eggplants, paprika, and cayenne peppers.  We put those in many, many recipes around the globe, don’t we.  But we wouldn’t dream of eating Belladonna, or Nightshade.  Belladonna is a deadly poison.  And yet potatoes, tomatoes, hot peppers, eggplants, paprika, and cayenne peppers all have alkaloids in them, the same substance that affects nerve and joint function.  They don’t affect us because they don’t have nearly the amount of the toxin in them as Belladonna does, and we would have to eat large amounts at one time in order to have an adverse reaction unless we have a sensitivity or allergy in particular to the fruit or vegetable or to nightshades in general.

I’d like to introduce you to Dihydrogen Monoxide:

Dihydrogen monoxide:

Despite the danger, dihydrogen monoxide is often used:

*as an industrial solvent and coolant.
*in nuclear power plants.
*in the production of Styrofoam.
*as a fire retardant.
*in many forms of cruel animal research.
*in the distribution of pesticides. Even after washing, produce remains contaminated by this chemical.
*as an additive in certain “junk-foods” and other food products.

 

It’s water, people.  Simple water.

Some chemicals are actually good for you.  Aloe from aloe plants.  Lemon juice.  Orange juice.  We hear the word chemical and we panic.  It must mean that scientists mixed some naturally derived ingredients and made a chemical or that scientists figured out how to synthesize ingredients to create a medicine… a chemical.  And we all know that scientists and BIG PHARMA have it out for us.  They’re just OUT FOR THE MONEY.  They want to PUMP US FULL OF CHEMICALS FOR THE MONEY.  They couldn’t possibly want to, you know, keep children from dying from terrible diseases or cure people from stuff.

We’ve been trained to think that chemicals are bad by what I like to call the Big “Natural” Movement.  “Chemicals” must be evil.  This is when I like to remind people that blood is a chemical.  Beer.  Wine.   Marijuana grown in your backyard.  Tears.  Those are all chemicals.  Bile is a poison.  Poop is a poison.   All natural, yet.  Words are not always what they seem when there’s an agenda and talking points and rhetoric is involved.  So the fear based thinking regarding vaccines because of the CHEMICALS is thanks to the “All Natural” and “Clean Living” movements.  They’re manipulations in order to get you to buy what they want you to buy… but in order to do that they have to also demonize what they want you think of as the opposite of what they’re selling.

We’re told to get our vitamins, and certain compounds, to help make sure our health is at its peak.  Certain vitamins and minerals are illness fighters, cancer busters, immunity boosters.  The best way to get those healthful vitamins and minerals is through our natural diets in fruits, veggies, grains, and for those who eat meat, eggs, milk, for us to get out in the sunshine, etc.  However, so-called health companies have their agenda.  Money.  “Let’s sell you products that our very own scientists have figured out have The Very Best Combination of The Very Best Nutrients Ever and if you buy these products regardless of their cost you might get sick less often so that your disorder or disease no longer even exists AND you won’t even have to take medication any more”.

Even though the claims can never be backed by the FDA because these products are not medicinal health products.  They very well may help you, but they’re not health products.  Not even vitamins can make claims other than what strict FDA regulations say they can.  And what they never tell you is that they (vitamins AND self-proclaimed health food and health product companies) can still interact with necessary meds, the ones you don’t get to stop taking.  They mislead people into thinking they don’t need something vital and can end up killing someone.  It’s not because doctors aren’t involved… it’s because people are lazy and don’t open up communications.  They would rather take something that can’t ever be proven with facts and statistics scientifically for certain from a company that calls itself a health company than trust their own doctors.  People don’t even trust Registered Dietitians to help them because they’re part of the medical field.  They’d rather trust nutritionists and people without certification or backgrounds in scientific training.

Jarred vitamins are great as supplements, but no matter what the label tells you it’s not “natural” if it’s in pill form.  They’re a modern miracle, sure.  Difficult to really absorb, as they’re not very soluble.  Again though… people don’t think to tell their doctors what they’re taking or why they think they’re taking it. People think that they’re their own doctors, that they have to be, due to paranoia.  And the Big Natural Movement is fostering that feeling, that belief, that fear of doctors, in order to cash in.

The only way real way to get the best nutrition you can is with a diet full of fresh foods that can spoil, not sitting on your shelf in a wrapper.   Something wrapped or bottled and slapped with a label that says “diet” or “natural” or “all natural” is actually not health food.  It’s not prevention or medicine to take supplements or have a great diet.  Because again:  You can not prevent measles or other communicable diseases with diet, products from self-proclaimed health product companies, vitamin supplements, exercise, prayer, or wishful thinking.

We survive longer and are healthier than a century ago, than 75 years ago, because we have medicines.  Because we have vaccines.  Babies, children, adults are living longer because of the vaccines.  Booster shots are available for those who ask for them.  There are ways to get them inexpensively.

We survive longer because we have vitamin supplements and better variety of fresh foods available for everyone.  We survive longer because we have better knowledge of germs and cleanliness, sewer systems, food preparation safety.  We have more doctors, who have better medical equipment and more knowledge at their disposal than ever before.  We live longer because of all of these things put together.  We have the power to eradicate terrible diseases like Measles, Chicken Pox (varicella), Polio, Rubella.

So that said.  Let’s move on.  I spent enough time on that thought.

People think that every ingredient that’s in vaccines is poison because it’s a “chemical” at this point, including the vaccine itself ie. the dead virus or germ that is being vaccinated against.  People don’t understand how vaccines actually work, how the body works.  How things weren’t perfect with our health 50 years ago, 75 years ago, 100+ years ago… thousands of years ago.  People stopped eating bark off of trees for a reason.

People died from urinary tract infections, for crying out loud.  People still die from pneumonia.  And children ARE dying from Measles.  And people afraid to get the vaccines but then are afraid to let even other family members who have been vaccinated around their children for fear of their child contracting these terrible diseases? That’s your better sense taking over.  Listen to it.

This is on a good-to-know-basis for those still worried about that dangerous, dangerous Thimerosal that isn’t actually Mercury but people think is pure Mercury (I’ve blogged about this before too in more detail):  Thimerosal  is no longer used in childrens’ shots except in some types of flu shots.  You can ask for a flu shot that doesn’t have thimerosal in it.  Let the doctors know ahead of time so that they can order it for you.

If you care for my opinion on Autism outside of this particular post, just put Autism in my search bar or check recent posts.

I’ve exhausted myself with this post.  I’m sure I’ve offended some people.  It’s ok.  Facts sometimes do that.

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geneThose of you who follow my blog and those of you who know me know that my Sweet Girl, my middle daughter, is Autistic.  You know that the sun rises and sets around her as it does with my other daughters.  I am not just her advocate, I am also her ally. I’ve written about raising her up to be proud of every part of herself. I’ve written about teaching her to be a self-advocate. I’ve written about experiences in public, and how various individuals have responded to her various behaviors and comments we’ve received. I’ve written about and shared news articles about Autistic teens and young adults who have had interactions with law enforcement that had no training or care about being in the presence of disabled individuals and the abuse and deaths that have occurred as a result. I’ve written about the high rates of abuse and bullying that occur among Autistic individuals and other individuals with disabilities, how it’s much higher among neuro-diverse individuals than among non-disabled and non-autistic peers. I’ve written about my disdain for Autism Speaks.

Now, I’m writing about Google and its collaboration with the project Aut10K created by Autism Speaks.  What is it, you ask?

Here.

Nature World News: Introducing The World’s Largest Autism Genome Database (click)

 

Autism Speaks announced a collaboration with data supergiant Google Cloud Platforms to make the world’s largest database of genomic sequence information on individuals with autism spectrum disorder (ASD), creating an invaluable autism research tool that can be used anywhere in the world.

Book Wright, the co-founder of Autism Speaks, announced Tuesday that the organization would be collaborating with Google to launch the Autism Speaks Ten Thousand Genomes Program (AUT10K) – a project that intends to make the world’s largest private collection of DNA samples open to the public.

We already know through reputable research for the past couple of decades that Autism Spectrum Disorders are genetically based.  Yes, it’s suspected that in some instances environmental factors can trigger or exacerbate symptoms but there’s really very little doubt among legitimate scientists that ASD is genetic, is typically hereditary, blah blah blah.  Why this seems to be news to the world, I don’t know.  Why it’s news to Autism Speaks, I really don’t know.  Except instead of Autism Speaks embracing this news in order to embrace the community and start including Autistic individuals in making decisions about themselves, in making proclamations about themselves, AUT10K is happening.

Autism Speaks is still trying to portray themselves as Autism Advocates, as allies, but this project is going to do far more harm than good.  It’s because the goal of Autism Speaks is to continue to portray autism as a tragedy, something separate from the individual, something to be cured, and as an illness.  They continue to portray the belief that autism should be cured, eliminated, reduced because autistic individuals are too “expensive” in their medical care costs and education costs.  Michael Rosanoff, associate director of public health for Autism Speaks has been quoted as saying about a cost study,

“This study shows us what we’ve all known but never had the data to support — that autism is alarmingly expensive.”

They also have an info-graphic about it.I didn’t doctor this, I just took it directly from their site (I think it was Facebook).  It’s used to illustrate the idea that Autistic individuals are a burden on society, a COST to society.  Do we understand the implications of that language?  Let’s reduce the cost, is the implication.  How do we reduce the cost? Cure, eradicate, eliminate.  Sounds an awful lot like encouraging society to endorse eugenics.  COST TO SOCIETY via Autism SpeaksEugenics is scary, people.  It’s something many have applied to their belief systems in order to explain their despicable attitudes towards individuals that have various disabilities.  Click on this link to see:  Bad Cripple: A Reply to “What Should We Do About Severely Impaired Babies”.  People really believe this stuff.

Autism Speaks launched the AUT10K project in collaboration with the Hospital for Sick Children’s Centre for Applied Genomics in Toronto.  This is a fact.  They view Autistic children, teens, and adults as sick individuals that need to be cured.  This is a repeated theme in their info-graphics and on their web site.

So, you want to know how this project will be harmful?  Check out these reliable links.  They’re not propaganda sites, they’re Autism Advocacy pages.  They’re pages run by Autistic individuals.  THEY are the people that you want to listen to.

Autism Women’s Advocacy: Dear Google, Do No Harm.

Autistic Self Advocacy Network: Community Concerns Regarding the Google-Autism Speaks Ten Thousand Genomes Program (AUT10K)

Google – Stop supporting Autism Speaks and AUT10K (with petition at Change.org)

As always, I could go on but today I’m not really feeling well.  I’m home sick and having trouble concentrating.

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Today’s post is inspired by this blog entry on another blog I follow:  i like being autistic | a diary of a mom.  I had this in my head for a while, but as usual Jessie over at Diary of a Mom seems to read my mind, heh heh.

A couple of weeks ago, we were out at a barbeque.  It was a gorgeous day; sunny with a few clouds and a breeze; hot but not unbearable in the sun; completely perfect in the shade.  All of my daughters were enjoying their day playing with their friends and having fun.  Sweet Girl was having a great day interacting and self-advocating and even finding foods to eat. I sat for a while talking with someoneat the party and we got to talking about Autism as frequently happens. She asked me some questions eager to learn about ASD in general and some questions specific to Sweet Girl, and she became thoughtful.

Then the Big Question that I dread more than any other, and am inevitably asked.

“Do you ever wish she didn’t have Autism?”

I tried to explain that I love her, that her ASD makes her unique, and I wouldn’t change her.  The questions came about along the lines of,

“What about the difficult moments”

because obviously, I white wash those moments for people when she’s having a great day… because I want her and our family and friends to enjoy those days.  When they see her, she’s on her best behavior most of the time.  She’s “on.”  She’s at an age now where she’s self-conscious about melt-downs, and it’s not something that I ingrained into her.  She’s never much liked anyone even seeing her cry.

I give them glimpses into her behaviors and the rough moments and hours and days if it seems they really want to know… most people who know her, though, have seen it firsthaStillnd.

Still, it’s exhausting to talk about.  I also realize that it contributes to the negative down-talk about Autism.  It perpetuates the belief that Autism is more negative than positive.  It perpetuates the belief that as a parent, I must want my “real child” rather than the autistic one.  I’ve blogged about her, and still do, about the bad days.  It’s partly what the blog is for.  It is, after all, my blog and yes, as a parent, I need support but I need it as a parent to three children.

“I would not change her, even for the most difficult moments.  I won’t lie, it’s hard.  But she’s wonderful.  I couldn’t change her.  I couldn’t take away such an important part of her.”

I tried to explain all of the positive up-talk that we’ve spent years doing, how she’s not the only one working hard to cope with a world not made for her… we’re working hard to live in that world WITH her.  We’re working hard to understand her.  We’re working hard to make sure that she knows that our efforts are never to change her, but to help her learn new things and use her knowledge to be more independent.

We’re working hard to try to allow her to become the best self-advocate she can become, and prepare her for future relationships and jobs and life and we maintain a negative outlook and view her ASD as a negative thing… it does no good. If we view the ASD as our obstacle, then we’re bound to struggle harder and grow to resent it.  Instead, the obstacles are better viewed as things that we and she need to educate ourselves on and learn to cope with.  Her personal obstacles and difficulties are things we help her with every step of the way.

Some days are great, some are bad.  Some of the concepts she gets eventually, and some are much harder. I always have to go into something with her assuming that she understands what I’m teaching and encourage her to ask questions.  I assume intellect and willingness to learn.  I want her to always assume that I love her in spite of her most difficult traits, the same as her sisters and her daddy and other family and friends.  She’s no different that way. But suddenly I could tell I was losing this person I was talking to.

I was “teaching” too much.  Sometimes I lecture without meaning it to come out that way.

I decided to try a different tack. I did something that I usually only do in private, a game that we play that has helped reinforce just how valuable her entire self is.  I knew I was taking a risk in asking her at all, at having her response be to tell me,

“SHUT UP! MAY YOU NOT SAY THAT TO ME?!!??”

I called Sweet Girl over to us and got her engaged.  I asked her the question I’ve asked before:

“Hi Honey.  I was wondering, would you like me to hold onto your Autism for a while? Maybe put it in my pocket and keep it safe?” (other variations have been asking if I might borrow her Autism)

“NO! You may not have my Autism! It is MINE! I need it!”

“Okay! Just checking!”

We had a smile over her response, I gave her a hug, and she skipped away.  I counted myself lucky that she didn’t scream at me for asking a clearly stupid question.  She would have been justified.  I felt Sweet Girl had made the point herself very firmly and more succinctly than I ever could.  My dear 11 year old self-advocate.

I’ve been catching her on my Kindle recently going through the photo album, which is directly connected to my Facebook photos.  She’ll pore through those photos for hours.  Sometimes she’s looking at the cats’ pictures; sometimes her little cousin; sometimes when she and her sisters were little.  But sometimes… sometimes she’s looking at the Autism Info-Graphics and inspirational quotes and images.  She touches them and caresses them, smiling.  Sometimes she asks me why I found them and shared them on Facebook so that she can hear me say,

“I saved them and shared them because you’re special to me, and that means your Autism is special to me too.  It’s part of you and I love every single bit of you.”

::nodding:: waiting for more:: “Yes, that is good.”

“I’m happy you think so, honey.  I love you just the way you are, just as much as I love your sisters, always, and the things that make them special too.”

::nodding:: wanting more::  “Yes, mmm hmmm.”

“I want to teach people that don’t know about Autism that Autism might be hard for you sometimes, but it has lots of great things about it too.”

“Yes, I have my Autism.  Do not take my Autism.  No one can have it, no one can take it away.” ::frowns:: “No one should take it away.” (this was after a discussion when she asked about an info-graphic that talked about ‘cures’ and the thought of curing her ASD made her angry) “These are MY pictures, Mommy.  You saved these for ME.”  ::soft smile::

And there you go.

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I figured it out! Why my shoulder/shoulder-blade/myofascial pain has been so agonizing since I got up yesterday.  I blamed my PCP from my Monday physical.  I think she’s only partly to blame.  Well, not her directly but those terrible examination beds.

I think the real cause was getting kicked and punched all up and down my entire right side from my thigh up to my shoulder from a particular child who really, really, really didn’t want to get out of bed and then didn’t want to get off the couch to continue getting ready to go to school.  I think she hit a Fibro trigger point and some nerves.

It’s only slightly better this morning.  I can function better, since I was able to keep up with the pain management, and getting some coffee into myself this morning = happier Jessica so far.  By the time I got back from, well, all appointments yesterday I was nearing “vicious” and I hope to avoid that today.   My mood certainly didn’t improve by getting stuck in traffic for two HOURS yesterday coming back from another annual appointment that women love during which my mood had lifted somewhat when I saw that their weight scale weighed me seven pounds lighter than my PCP’s scale.

A drive that usually takes 15-20 minutes.  Two hours.  No.  I almost got smushed and shoved off the road by a pair of semi-trucks when trying to merge into the insanity from other insanity because they were at the point where, you know, I had no choice but to merge and they just wouldn’t allow ANYONE to merge.  So I ended up having to take an exit and I got lost in Hartford and ended up over the river in East Hartford but got home far faster than if I had stayed in the traffic anyway.  So thank you, asshole semis.  You saved me even though you almost killed me.  It almost made the earlier 1 hour and 45 minutes worthwhile.  I should really thank my GPS for this one.  You know, since I got lost.

I need to remind myself to stay off of Facebook on the worst of the worst days.  I usually do, but not yesterday.  :-(

Ok, so can I grow flowers if my husband let grass grow in my plant bed and we just rototill? Or do we have to lay down topsoil before planting? I have a fairy garden to put out and it wouldn’t have been a problem two summers ago.  ;-)

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Tone It Down, Don't Feed the Fear

Please Do Not Feed The Fears

I’ve been meaning to post this one for a while, but you know how life gets in the way of that “publish” button.  So here it is… pushing “publish.”

We’ve come a long way, Baby.  A long, long way.  Supposedly, in 1975 only 1 in 5,000 children had Autism Spectrum Disorder.  By 1985 that number had doubled to 1 in 2,500.  No one noticed.  No one really knew what Autism Spectrum Disorder was quite yet, unless you count Rain Man (1988?) with Dustin Hoffman’s character, who the movie claimed was an autistic savant.  Oh, Rain Man.  That movie is really a bane to ASD since the Rain Man‘s character was based on Kim Peek who had Megasavant Syndrome, Macrochephaly, and FG Syndrome but did NOT have Autism Spectrum Disorder.  The movie tried to put a positive view on ASD and bring attention to the disorder, trying to help dispel the stigma of ASD and that part is good… but it also gave the impression that savantism is typical for autists and it’s just… well… not.  Dustin Hoffman’s portrayal of autism was simply inaccurate, especially when taking into account that the character was based on a real man.  Then when people who know very little about autism except what they think they’ve learned from the movie Rain Man find out that my Sweet Girl is autistic they’re surprised because she’s “not like Rain Man.”  I can’t tell you how much restraint it takes to keep from growling and snarling,

“BUT THE REAL RAIN MAN WASN’T AUTISTIC! GOOGLE KIM PEEK!”

Ahem.  Sorry, I do that sometimes.  I didn’t mean to wander.

When my Sweet Girl was first diagnosed, the Autism Numbers were “1 in 166 children are on the Autism Spectrum.”  That was 2004-ish.  In 2007 the numbers appeared to shrink to 1/150 and people started to feel uneasy.  In 2009 the numbers appeared to shrink again to 1/110 and panic was clearly settling in and vaccine denialism started to become a real epidemic.  Then in 2012 the CDC released new numbers… 1/88 and people lost their fucking minds.  Jenny McCarthy became someone to revere and even though the completely-discredited-by-multiple-actual-real-unaffiliated-with-pharma-scientists-who-also-proved-during-investigations-that-he-hoaxed-results-and-original-faked-study-and-article-in-The-Lancet-was-retracted Andrew Wakefield lost his license as a doctor and is not allowed to practice medicine, he’s still be touted as a reliable source regarding vaccinations and Autism Spectrum Disorder.

The CDC recently put out new numbers that one in 68 children are estimated to be on the Autism Spectrum.  Every time this number changes, people panic.  People want to find the CAUSE, the BLAME, the REASON for this TRAGIC EPIDEMIC!!!!!!!!  Because of course we have to figure this out and PUT A STOP TO IT so that NO ONE ELSE HAS TO SUFFER!!!!  We have to SAVE THE CHILDREN!!!!  WE NEED A CURE!!!!! WE NEED TO FIGHT! AUTISM!

Right? I mean… think about this.

Can you tell me what’s going on that paragraph? What do those words imply? Can you figure out what’s wrong with the language in there that I see every single day from people who are suckered into vaccination denialism and Autism Speaks Rhetoric Disorder?  The fatalistic language.  Can you imagine being a child of a parent that’s using that language? There are many adults that have or had parents that used all of that fatalistic and negative language that make it sound as if Autism is a disease that needs to be stamped out, that Autism is damage and therefore YOU are damaged?  Can you imagine growing up knowing that’s how your parents feel? It’s common language coming from the parental community.  Who is suffering? The autistic children? The autistic adults? Who asked the autists if they were suffering? Oh wait… maybe it’s the parents who are suffering and shouldn’t be because they didn’t ask to be parents of autistic children.  Why does there have to be someone to blame? What’s the tragedy? What needs to be cured when Autism isn’t a disease? Why are we “fighting” Autism? This isn’t a war and we aren’t fighting a thing… we would be fighting PEOPLE.  Autism isn’t separate from our children or teens or adults.  They ARE Autistic.  Autism isn’t a label.  It actually is a state of being, a state of the brain, a state of functioning that can’t be turned off.

All of that language is affirming only to parents who want to continue feeling victimized… but don’t realize that Autism hasn’t victimized them nor has it victimized their children.  Autism Speaks did that to them.

We have to take a hard look at the Autism Speak induced language that is used.  Even their very own informationals are anxiety-inducing. This is THEIR image… I didn’t futz around with this:

COST TO SOCIETY via Autism Speaks

“The Cost Of Autism.”  Every letter in that image is capitalized.  They really want to get their point across in this Autism Speaks informational image that every single autistic individual is a costly endeavor not only for their poor, undeserving-of-being-afflicted-with-an-autistic-child parents, a monetary burden, but they’re costly and a burden to society.  The COST OF AUTISM IS A COST TO SOCIETY!  Cost = Burden.  Hell they even put a dollar value on how much a burden our autistic children are.  It can’t be much more obvious than that.  It’s obvious with every single informational that Autism Speaks puts out.  It’s obvious with what they do with their money and who they allow on their boards and who they allow to make their decisions about what “should” happen to autists.  They are burdens that need to be lifted, and to do that we need to “research” to find out what caused the reason for them being a burden so that we can cure the reason.  Except there isn’t a cure.  It’s not a disease.

I have an image that clearly depicts some facts about Autism Speaks that are disconcerting, and I apologize for the size but any smaller and you won’t be able to read it.

 

Please Do Not Donate To Autism Speaks

Know The Facts About Autism Speaks: Please Don’t Donate

 

Something else started to happen over the past few years since the “OMG! EPIDEMIC” numbers came out.  Backlash from adult autists.  Because you know, Autism not being an ILLNESS or a SICKNESS can’t be an epidemic.  That’s elementary.  Autistic adults have been lifting their voices in different ways (thank you internet!).  Autistic adults are writing books, articles, blogs, starting Facebook pages, doing research, contributing to society in a more public way than before.  Sharing FACTS about what it’s like to be autistic.  What it’s like to have the language that attempts to separate the ASD from the individual when in fact, trying to do that is dehumanizing.  Advice for parents of autistic children.  The best advice I ever heard in how to raise my daughter has been to read blogs and articles and books written by autists.

Do you know that I’ve seen online discussions between parents of autists, and adult autists who have told them straight out that the language they’re using, Autism Speaks induced language, makes them feel dehumanized and minimized and that it offends them and that it hurt them as children when they couldn’t express it, that those parents tell them “That’s not true because my child knows I love him/her.  You are not my child.  You’re wrong about the language.  The language I’m using is correct and I’ll keep using it until my child is able to tell me which language he/she prefers.”  They insist that Autism Speaks is wonderfully supportive and brings positive attention and awareness to Autism.

Except it doesn’t.  The attention it brings is negative, and none of the information is from the autistic viewpoint.  It fosters the initial stressful, anxious, mourning reaction that we parents feel when we hear the diagnosis that our child has ASD and related diagnoses.  Those are instinctive feelings when we feel guilt and worry because we know that not only are we as parents in for a rocky road that we weren’t prepared for as parents, but our children aren’t in for as smooth of a path as we imagined before they were born or conceived.  We mourn the loss of the life we imagined, the perfect life that wasn’t going to be perfect anyway, but instead of adjusting the same way other parents that have children with neurological and/or physical disorders and/or genetic disorders we get stuck in an emotional quagmire because when we look for support groups and resources just like every other disorder out there, we see Autism Speaks in our search results first.  They’re highly rated and hey, TV networks promote them.  Trusted magazines and specialists, doctors, local stores, national stores, national and worldwide companies promote them and donate to them.  They even offer special products during Autism month so that a portion of those sales go specifically to Autism Speaks! As a parent just starting out trying to figure out the new normal, it can take a while to figure out that they’re really not legit.  They’re really a parental support group, promoting the sorry-for-yourself parental support by endorsing the Autism Is A Tragedy That We Need To Cure And Prevent mode of thinking.

They don’t promote acceptance.  Acceptance is what is needed, desperately.  It’s needed for the sake of holding families together and for the sake of the parents’ sanity and for the sake of the autistic individual most of all.  We don’t want any more generations of autists growing up thinking that they’re Less Than.  As Temple Grandin wrote, Different Not Less.  That means EQUAL.  It doesn’t mean that ASD isn’t still a disorder.  Someone that has Down’s Syndrome or Bipolar Disorder or Diabetes I or Dementia or Fibromyalgia or is Deaf is Different Not Less, they are EQUAL, while still maintaining that their diagnoses are very real and shouldn’t be minimized.  Acceptance is key.  And Autism Speaks is not accepting of Autism at all… because the implication of their rhetoric means that the research they’re supposedly doing and funding would be to eradicate Autism.  Detect Autism before babies are born is one goal.  Can you imagine the implications of that?

No one can live in that constant state of anxiety and fear.  I’m not talking about we parents.

I don’t have a great segue into this next bit, so here we go.

What does this new number released from the CDC actually mean? What does 1/68 mean?  This is a great blog that explains it but the main thing I want you to get out of this blog entry at the Thinking Person’s Guide to Autism is “Don’t panic… Tone it down.”    So click on this here:

Thinking Person’s Guide to Autism: Keep Calm and Think Critically: The CDC’s 1 in 68 Autism Numbers.

 

There’s another problem.  The CDC sucks donkey balls not only at obtaining accurate ASD numbers across the country (honestly the sampling referred to in the article is ridiculous) for children, but it’s nearly non-existent for adult autists.  That means that it appears as if with the currents statistics that there’s an increase in ASD rates and that there are far more children with ASD right now in the U.S. than there are adults with ASD.  The reason this is important is that if they did that, they would likely see that the rates of ASD have been stable and are equal between children and adults.

Want to see something really cool? I mean really, really cool.  The UK did exactly that.  When they say 700,000 people ie. 1/100 of the population they mean children and adults.  This is a really Big Deal.

 

How many people in the UK have autism? Click here

Around 700,000 people may have autism, or more than 1 in 100 in the population.

There is no register or exact count kept. Any information about the possible number of people with autism in the community must be based on epidemiological surveys (ie studies of distinct and identifiable populations).

The latest prevalence studies of autism indicate that 1.1% of the population in the UK may have autism. This means that over 695,000 people in the UK may have autism, an estimate derived from the 1.1% prevalence rate applied to the 2011 UK census figures.

The prevalence rate is based on two relatively recent studies, one of children and the other of adults. The prevalence study of children, (Baird G. et al., 2006) looked at a population in the South Thames area. The study of adults was published in two parts, Brugha et al (2009), and The NHS Information Centre, Community and Mental Health Team, Brugha et al (2012). This is the only known prevalence study to have been done of an adult population.

(click on the link in the subject line of the article to see much more from the article)

 

I’m trying to bring all of these thoughts into one cohesive “Ah Ha” for anyone reading this.  I know I’m not reading as being very linear today.  Blame the Fibro Fog.  All right.  Here’s what all of this means to me in my heart:

My Sweet Girl is 9 1/2 years old now.  Since she was diagnosed so many years ago in preschool, she has come a long way in so many areas and I’m so very proud of her.  Early on I became uncomfortable with Autism Speaks and couldn’t put my finger on it.  I prayed on it.  I think  I blogged about it. It was a huge turning point for me because that’s when it stopped being about me and more about her.  I started to ignore Autism Speaks and their language, and I sought out blogs and support groups run by autists where I learned about their dislike of Autism Speaks and certain other groups.  I continued my education about Autism and the related issues that my Sweet Girl has, and let her know that I don’t want her to change.  I want to help her learn to cope and get an education so that she can learn how to get around in a world that wasn’t made with people like her in mind.  We use positive language regarding ASD, and we don’t keep it a secret from her.  She has a great IEP team at school, and she attends the meetings now.  If she chooses not to attend, I bring a list with her concerns and wishes on them and her team takes it all seriously.  They’ve actually made positive changes due to what she wants and it’s helped her.

Since making these wide sweeping changes in how I think, it’s changed how I advocate and treat her.  She’s better able to self-advocate.  She’s proud of her ASD and values it.  This isn’t to say that there aren’t incredibly difficult, downright miserable days. moments, hours, but the positive have been outweighing the negative.  We’ve both matured.  Her sisters are her advocates.  Her CLASSMATES are her advocates and while they know there’s something a little different about her, they don’t really know.  Her teacher told me recently that all of the girls and most of the boys (this is the first year boys are involved, eek!) are very protective of her and they all adore her.  They ALL notice if she’s not participating in social activities so they ALL encourage her and include her in everything.  If her feelings get hurt they all do their best to explain situations to her, and if she hurts someone’s feelings they explain to her why their feelings were hurt.  I’ve never seen that in 5th grade classrooms.  Her teacher has never seen this.  The children in this class are so genuine with her, I’ve seen it and it fills my heart.

The social stuff is still hard.  That’s ok.  The need for perfectionism is hard.  That’s ok.  The intense passion over certain subjects can be difficult.  That’s ok.  The meltdowns, the sensory processing issues, the eating issues, it’s all ok.  We’re working with it.  We’re teaching her and disciplining her, just in a slightly different (not less, but equal) way than other children.  I’m learning different approaches and language that might be useful when disciplining her and even how to approach her during the escalation of a meltdown (not a tantrum) and teaching her how to identify when she’s about to have one.  We’re teaching her that it’s ok to “not speak” or “not make eye contact.”  We’ve taught all of our girls that they have the right to refrain from giving permission to having anyone touch them… whether it’s a kiss on the forehead or a gentle hug or a touch on the cheek… with thanks to sensory processing disorder.  Who knew?  We’ve been able to find alternatives to an immediate hello, an immediate welcome hug or kiss, with a finger wiggle that says ‘Hello.’  Because you know, Autism or not, you still should be polite when it’s possible.  Reminders of manners still occur, but when she’s unable to say hello or be courteous to society standards or family standards I happily stand up for her without apology.  I know that she’ll come back later to say hello on her own terms in her own way.  Because I gave her that permission while still trying to teach her Society’s Way.

Since making these changes in how I think, my own stress about her ASD has reduced dramatically.  Do I still feel anxiety occasionally? Yes.  The biggest difference is that I don’t wish things were different for her or for me or our family.  I ACCEPT her Autism completely, even in the midst of the worst of her meltdowns.  As hard as those meltdowns are for me to get through with her; as scary as the meltdowns can be for her sisters; as disconcerting a they can be if they occur in public with people staring; I know that the meltdowns and the challenges and the difficulties are hardest for her to get through.  Sweet Girl is the one experiencing the sensory explosions, the emotional upsets, the takeover of her brain and body.  I see the panic that occurs when she realizes she can’t control it but wants to… and that’s the moment she accepts my help.  I let her experience what she needs to experience before that.  I let the fire burn what needs to burn before I enter that building.  I pick my moment.  I speak low, gently, and offer sensory input of her choice.  I offer a different location that’s quiet and unoccupied and safe.  I let her stim to her heart’s desire in her safe place if she needs it.  This isn’t easy.  I’m not always patient.  I’m not always good at this.  What gets me through enough to help is knowing that she’s not doing it on purpose, she’s not enjoying it, and those moments are the rare cost of the rest of her amazingness.  I don’t use the word amazing very often.  I don’t want it to lose meaning.

Since my own anxiety has reduced, so has hers.  She’s been more independent and is more willing to try doing new things.  I speak to her with respect and assume that she understands what I’m saying until she makes it clear that she doesn’t.  I ask her if she understands or needs me to “say it a different way.”  I respect her boundaries, although sometimes I forget.  She has a lot of rules, you know.  ;-)  She knows I try.  Instead of smothering her with hugs and kisses when I feel the urge, I tell her that I want to hug her and kiss her but won’t because I’m respecting her… and she smiles.  Sometimes she’ll tilt her head toward me so I can kiss the top of her hair where she won’t feel the kiss.  Sometimes she offers a spontaneous hug.  Sometimes… rarely… if I say to her, “I love you, sweet girl,” she says, “I love you” back.

Sometimes she can go from being Miss Grumpyface who’s ready to move out and find a new family after a meltdown to sitting with me for a snuggle and asking me to help her create a recipe for a new idea she has.

Positivity.  Positive advocacy.  Allowing her to self-advocate.  Being the parent she needs and wants.  ACCEPTING and loving who she is.  There’s no mourning over Autism in this house.

 

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There are several places I love to visit for support:

The Thinking Person’s Guide to Autism
Diary of a Mom
Autism Women’s Network
ThAutcast

I know I’m missing some, but those will get you started.

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