There was a part of me that always knew that Carter has autism and I thought when I was told that he did indeed have autism I would be able to solve everything. HOWEVER, when I heard the words come out of the doctor’s mouth “He does have autism”… this warmth of overwhelming feelings came over me.
Okay, he has autism… now what do I do? How am I suppose to feel? Do I tell people he has autism? What does this mean for him? What does this mean for our family? What did I do wrong? How do I get him help? Where do I begin to get him help? What if’s? What…When… How??? WOW!!!
After sitting back and trying to answer all the questions I had… I knew there was no way that I was going to solve this in one day or maybe never.
First, I had to answer or should I say “come to the conclusion”… Do I hide the fact that he has autism so he is not “labeled” or do I embrace and be proud of the young man he is? I chose to embrace. I do not want people to feel sorry for us or him, I do not want people to judge him…. what I ask is that everyone educate themselves on autism. I am determined to get the therapy Carter needs and to make his life as “normal” as possible… but really what is “normal” anyway. I am a proud mother of 2 beautiful boys – who are both so unique. Autism is what my son has – it is NOT who he is.