Sometimes I Like To Image What It Would Be Like If My Son Didn’t Have Autism.

Me:  “Morning Bud!”

Bud: “Mornin’, what’s for breakfast?”

Me: “I made eggs and bacon.”

Bud: “Can I have sausage instead?”

Me: “Sure, I’ll have it ready when you get out of the shower.”

Bud: “Thanks, Ma, you’re the best.”

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Me: “Hey Bud, how was school?”

Bud: “It was okay, I think I aced that quiz.  Hey, is it okay if I hang out with the guys after I get off work, tonight?”

Me: “Sure, just be home by 10, it’s a school night. Where will you be?”

Bud: “We’re gonna grab some burgers or something.”

Me: “Ohhhh, burgers…is SHE working tonight?”

Bud: “Yeah… she said I should stop in and say hi. I think she likes me.”

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Bud: “Mom?  Mom, wake up!”

Me: “What’s wrong?”

Bud: “I had an accident, the road was wet and I went into a ditch.”

Me: “Are you okay?”

Bud: “Yeah, but I think I messed up the car.”

Me: “As long as you’re okay, the car doesn’t matter.”

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Bud: “Mom, I’m thinking about asking Julie to marry me.”

Me: “Oh, Sweetie,  That’s wonderful.  You two are so good together. I really like her.”

Bud:  “Do you think you can help me pick out the ring?”

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Bud: “Mom, It’s a BOY!”

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Bud: “Mom, I love you and I want you to know how much I appreciate all that you do for me.”

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Sometimes, I like to imagine what it would be like if Bud didn’t have autism.

 

~ASM

Perception…we all see things differently, especially ourselves.

When you look at a photo of yourself, you see your flaws, but when others look at the same photo, they see your heart.

Two weeks ago my husband had a heart attack. And last week he had open heart surgery.  These last two weeks have been horrible.  I have crumbled more than once.   But I noticed that when I posted updates about Hubby on Facebook, quite a few of my friends and family members commented on how strong I am or that I am “the strong one” in the family.  This made me wonder what these people see in me that I don’t.

So asked one of my family members why everyone has been saying that I am strong, expecting her to say that they were just being polite and encouraging. Instead she said “Really?  REALLY?”  I told her that I didn’t understand what everyone sees.  Apparently, when I see myself as just an average mom, the rest of the world sees me as AUTISM SUPER MOM.

I wonder if they realize that my laundry piles up, there are dirty dishes in the sink, enough animal dander floating along the baseboards to make another furry friend and my son hasn’t been to the dentist in a year?

What my niece told me was that most mothers begin to stop being hands on when their children become preteens, and here I have been doing it for 24 years.

Yes, I have to bathe and dress my son, comb his hair and brush his teeth.  I may have to turn his TV on for him and prepare all of his meals. But even though I still do all that, to me, that doesn’t make me Super Mom, that just makes me Buddy’s mom.

~ASM