“Mommy, You’re My Best Friend, and I Love Coming Home To You”

Sometimes the repetitious like questions and play are a little exhausting and worrying when you have a special needs child. Don’t get me wrong. I thank God everyday that my son Michael can communicate with me and my family, that he asks questions and is curious about his world. But I also worry how I can redirect him when he is doing repetitive things. As parents, we are told by so many therapists that you want to break in on thoughts or patterns done over and over or the brain connections will set that way. No one wants that for any child, but especially for a child with developmental and intellectual delays who experiences above normal levels of stress and anxiety which is essentially what autism is. However, as I’ve said many times before to friends and family, life is never dull with Michael. If anything, I never know what he’ll remember or ask me about until he does it. Then it’s a matter of it coming up many many times, but that’s just part of who he is and what life is like for someone with autism. On one particularly tiring day of having him ask me which way his bus driver would be taking to get him to school, would he take the service road or the longer way, he all of a sudden turned to me and said: “Mommy you’re my best friend.” I melted and then began hugging and kissing him repeating those same things back to him. And then, just when I thought he couldn’t get any sweeter or clearer in expressing his emotions, something that is very hard for people with autism, he said: “I love coming home to you Mommy.” It’s moments like these that put the meltdowns, the anxiety and  fears in perspective. I’m sure all you exceptional Moms have had experiences like this that make you see how truly unique your children are! I’d love to hear about them!


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