Autism…autism?? The A word?? The doctor made me say it a couple of times to get used to it…she showed me where the tissues were and made sure I was going to have a good cry when I get home. Made sure I would be ok and that Brent will be ok.
He pointed out so many more signs in Silas than I ever noticed before. Is anything about him really…HIM????? Yes, there’s gotta be. He’s such a special boy.
Everything he does right now that’s typical autistic behavior is making me feel like throwing up. I just want him to stop it and be a typical boy.
Welp, I guess this blog aint ever going to get boring.
My whole goal as a mother is to raise my children to be their authentic selves. It’s hard when Silas really…isn’t?? right now….??
So now Leah has to be super duper mom. Every moment is a moment to attempt to bring Silas out of this. To get him functioning as a typical child.
I’m glad I don’t know where to start right now. I just want to cry and drink wine and eat pizza. I think anyone would see this as a good time for such a thing…no?