One thing I can say about myself confidently is I never wanted to follow the rules. I never wanted to do things just for the simple fact that I was “supposed to” Maybe it’s not the best quality but it is coming in handy for the life I was dealt. I feel I can process my future just a little better because of it.
We are supposed to meet all our milestones before the neighbors kids, be the star athlete on the school sports team, be the popular kid, date, go to the prom, graduate high school, go to college, get a job, get engaged, get married, buy a house, have kids, pay for our daughters weddings, build a retirement, enjoy our grandkids and finally bask in retirement.
Why is this the path laid down for most? Why do we conform to this “normal”?
I don’t worry for my sons future.
I don’t worry because I have erased that stereotype from our future. Our pages are empty and they are being written day by day.
Liam can create any future his little heart can muster up. I will be there every step of the way. Cheering him on. He will have no expectations from me. No pressures. Just love and support.
In this alone we can learn and grow from autism. Release the stigma. Liam is leading a pretty amazing childhood so far.
Truth be told.
Liam is helping me be a better mom to my daughter, a better wife to my husband, a better person walking this earth.
We do not need to be devastated over an autism diagnosis. I see this now. I was raised in a generation where if you had a boy you had to be nervous about autism. This was something I was taught to be scared of but was not educated on. I knew nothing when I was handed that paper that erased my sons laid down future.
Create your own milestones. Let your kids hit their own bench marks, potty train when they are ready, sleep alone when they are ready, talk when they are ready. Create their own future when they are ready.
Yes, guide them and teach them along the way but do not stress it. Do not compare your child to others. Do not morn over the loss of that future any longer. That future was never meant for your child.
They were meant for so much more.