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Porn + Autism
Two words I never thought I’d have to say in the same sentence. I knew there was a chance I’d have to worry about this one day, many, many years down the line with my neurotypical son, but definitely not my autistic son and definitely not now! But guess what….life as always has a way to surprise me and throw me for a loop! I remember when I was growing up and my parents went through this with my older brother and I know how they handled it, but back then it was with magazines, not as accessible as it is nowadays, right in your pocket! I swear it’s everywhere,…
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How Our School System Failed My Son
My son is high functioning autistic and in the tenth grade. Yesterday I found a certificate for honor roll. And in any other family it would have been celebrated, but instead it was not mentioned, in fact it was found in my son’s room under a bunch of garbage. Which breaks my heart, but when your child has gotten passed his entire life instead of taught properly like the other kids you can’t take a honor roll certificate at face value. Because you know they just passed him like all the other teachers. And the worst part is, my son knows it too. He knows a child that is missing…
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Watching My Boys Together
Brings pure joy to my heart! As some of you might know from my other posts, my older son is autistic, so for him to show interest in his little brother, who I might also add is his half-brother, it’s a huge deal! Honestly, I’m sitting here watching them interact and it is so long overdue! It brings tears to my heart. You see, when we told our older son he was going to have a baby sibling, he showed no interest. Partially because of his autism, but also because the only baby he has been around is his cousin who to be frank is and always has been out…
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The Best Part of My Day
For as long as I can remember I’ve been getting up early, working all day, coming home to clean and cook then bed just to get up and do it all over again. Some days I worked so much I didn’t even cook, I went through a drive through somewhere. I was literally so exhausted I just wanted to sleep when I got home. If I got five hours of sleep, it was a great night! But for the last two months my days couldn’t been any more different. To start, instead of an alarm going off at 3am, I get woken up by the laughter of a toddler around…
