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An Autism Mom’s List of New Year’s Resolutions

Autism Mom's New Year's Resolution

Happy New Year!  I hope each of you had a Merry Christmas!  Now is the time that we all think about what we really want from the coming year and what we would like to change.  Getting organized, getting healthy and saving money are always at the top of most people’s lists and while I think those are all awesome goals, my list looks a little different, thanks to autism.

Resolution #1 – I resolve to ask for help when I need it – hopefully, before I have a meltdown of my own.   Asking for help is not easy for me and I hate doing it.  I know I  need to.  I know life is easier when I have help.  I know I have friends and family that are only a phone call away and who want to help the kids and me.

And I know how much I just hate to do it.  I have never liked asking for help – this isn’t something I learned from autism.  I have no idea why.  Maybe my stubbornness has something to do with it.  I always feel like I should be able to handle anything autism throws at me.  Is that unrealistic?  Of course – and the funny thing is, I know it’s crazy.  So – I’ll do my best, but this will probably be my most difficult resolution.

We all need help at times.  Reach out when you need to!  There are people willing to help you – you just may have to search for them.

Resolution #2 – I resolve to make time for me.   I don’t have to ask for help for this one – I just have to do it.  I need to write more, craft more, read more, yoga more.  I’m really good at taking care of others, but not so good at doing what I want for me.  I’ve been working at this for a few weeks, now, so hopefully, this will be an easy resolution to keep.

You have to do the same thing.  If you don’t have time for you and what you enjoy, you will burn out.  Been there, done that and trust me, it’s not pretty.  You can’t take care of your person with autism if you are burned out.  Helping yourself will help your child, I promise.  Do what you love and I guarantee dealing with autism will be easier.

Resolution #3 – I resolve to thank the people who help with Casey and Rob more.  And to thank the friends and family who send me texts or messages just to say hi and see how we are doing.   I can never tell you how much those quick messages mean to me – bright spots in my day.  I’ve made so many new friends thanks to autism and I hope that my messages to them help, too.  A simple hi or a smiley face can truly brighten someone’s day.

To the people who work with Casey and Rob – thank you!  You don’t have an easy job.  I hope you understand that sometimes, when I am angry, I’m not angry at you – I’m just tired and stressed and don’t want to deal with autism anymore.  Please know that I get tired of hiding paper clips and Q-tips and juice boxes at home, too.

Resolution #4 – I resolve to spread more awareness of autism.   By writing this blog, sharing our circus and keeping up with our Facebook page.  By taking the kids wherever they want to go with whatever supports they need.  By telling those who stare why Casey and Rob are doing what they are doing.  By controlling my temper when the stares are accompanied by rude comments and by losing it when I need to.

We all benefit with more awareness.  It won’t be just our autism families who are helped.  Any family who has someone a little different might find a more accepting world.  A kinder world – isn’t that something we all want?

Resolution #5 – I resolve to follow my own dreams and not let autism take over my life.  This is a little like doing things for myself, but on a much larger scale.  It’s much easier to take five minutes to crochet or meditate than it is to spend hours planning how you can reach for your own dreams.  It’s hard for me to write as much as I would like – real life tends to get in the way at times.  This year, I want to reach for my own dreams and not just push the kids to reach for theirs.

This resolution works whether you have a special needs person in your life or not.  As parents, we always put the kids first.  I’m not saying to ignore your kids, but you do have the right to follow your dreams, too.

So, as we count down the last days of the year, think about what you really want your resolutions to be.  Take small steps and allow yourself to make mistakes – progress is rarely a straight and narrow path.  Just like the progress our kids make – it is often a small step forward, a step back, a step to the right, a step forward.  You can do it!

Happy New Year!  Thank you for following our journey!

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Autism Mom is Tired – Why Taking a Nap Won’t Help

Autism mom is Tired

Some days, I’m tired.  Like super, can’t think about moving off the chair, don’t care about anything tired.  It’s not just a “take a nap and feel better” tired.  It’s a tired of worrying, thinking, planning, handling things tired and no amount of sleep will help that.  And I know every one of you knows exactly what I mean about autism tiredness.

And I’m one of the lucky ones.  For many, many years, Rob couldn’t sleep through the night.  While he just played in his room (after sneaking a snack some nights) I heard him and often laid in my room listening for him to go back to sleep.  Most nights, he would open my bedroom door, then Casey’s – and he never shut them quietly.  I think he was checking on us.

Finally, he has either matured enough to sleep or we’ve found the perfect bedtime routine and meds to help him sleep.  Though there are nights when it’s late before he sleeps, most nights, he is asleep by 10:30 or so and sleeps till I have to wake him up the next morning.  Casey has an occasional night that it is hard for her to go to sleep, but those are finally rare, too.

So even though I get to sleep each night, I’m still tired.  I’m tired right now.  I spent three hours today taking an online continuing education course for the kids’ guardianship in addition to everything else that needs done on the weekend.  I’m ready to watch TV and relax.  And Rob is “Singing.”

By singing, I mean he is repeating the same sounds over and over in a loud voice and as been for the last hour.  There isn’t a room in the house that he can’t be heard in.  His iPad is on his lap – he has a pile of magazines and still he sings.  Every time I go in to ask him to use a quieter voice, he says “GET THE VAN!” in the same loud voice.

Yep, he is still saying that.  It’s the first thing he says to me every morning.  And every time he sees me.   When he comes home from the workshop or gets out of the shower.  Every time he is in the car with me, I hear it over and over.  Last week, we drove to a park less than 5 minutes from our house and he said it almost 50 times.  I’m tired of it.  I wish he could at least use a quieter voice.

My kids are the most important people in my life.  I feel so bad that I get tired of autism.  I’m tired of packing the same things in their lunches.  I’m tired of helping them shower every night.  I’m tired of wondering how people treat them when I’m not around.  I’m tired of wondering what the future will be like for them.  I’m tired of second guessing myself for the decisions I make.

I’m tired of his picky eating and her eating everything she can get her hands on.  I’m tired of having to adapt every plan we make.  I’m tired of financial worries for them.  I’m tired of people telling me to take a nap and feel better.  I know they mean well, but while sleep does help a little, I’m still tired.

I’m tired of hiding that I’m tired.  I am supposed to be strong and capable, not tired.   People tell me that all the time – how they could never do what I do.  I don’t believe that.  I think we all can do what we need to do.  It’s just exhausting.

I know everyone of you reading this has days like this.  It’s hard to be “on call” at all times – even when you are away from your child, you are still thinking and planning and wondering.  A break from a special needs child is wonderful, but it is rarely truly a “break.”  You are still worrying about them.

What I’m most tired of, though, is feeling guilty about being tired of autism.  Autism has brought a lot of good into my life.  I’ve learned so much – about disabilities, about friendships, about who I am.  Autism has given me many opportunities that I would have never had.  I’ve learned patience, tolerance, acceptance.  I’ve learned to defend myself and my kids.  But, I still feel guilty for being tired of it at times.

I worry that people will think I mean I’m tired of my kids or that I’m not proud of them.  That is never my tiredness.  I am so proud of all they have accomplished and can’t wait to see what else they do with their lives.  I’m never tired of being with them – I just get tired of autism’s “quirks” sometimes.

When you get that tired, please take a break.  Find someone you can trust to stay with your child – even if you are just going in the other room and take a long, hot bath.  Try to stop thinking about the future and all of the “what-if’s” that we can’t possibly know.  Believe me, I know how hard that is to do!

Think about all of the amazing things your child has learned to do – and remember that you worked just as hard as your child.  Every little accomplishment should be celebrated!  Shout it from the rooftop when your child tastes a new food or wears a new shirt.  You both deserve the applause.  Remember – those accomplishments are why you are tired!

Be tired of autism at times – that’s ok.  Try not to feel guilty about being tired of it.  (yes, Mom – I am still working on that part!)  Know that you are not alone and you are doing an amazing job raising your children.  Tell everyone when your child reaches a new goal.  Jump, clap, shout for joy!  Those will be the times that will help you the most when you are exhausted!

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Time for Summer Camp – Autism, Excitement and What did we Forget?

Summer Camp - Autism

It’s that time of the year again – a week of summer camp at Echoing Hills.  Casey and Rob are excited, I think, and I am, too – mostly.  It’s just such a weird time around the house without the constant thinking about what they are up to.  It’s so quiet.  It’s a time to realize just how much time I spend thinking about them.

That probably sounds odd.  I know so many families where autism is an incredibly difficult journey – every day.  I thank God that Casey and Rob are able to do as much as they do.  I don’t think about how much I still take care of them.  I’m told it’s because I’m used to it and just don’t think about it.  There’s probably a lot of truth there.  Autism is just our life.

It’s a different life than most people, but it’s not a bad life for any of us.  I hear people say they couldn’t live my life, but I couldn’t handle theirs, either.  Constant running their kids from place to place.  Late nights with the car.  Paying for car insurance.  Our life is just a different set of worries.

Worries for summer camp are the same, for the most part, I think.  Did we pack the right clothes?  Did I remember to pack the sun screen?  Will they get homesick?  Will they make any friends?  And every day, I wonder what they are doing and if they are thinking about me.  I’m never sure Rob really wants to go for the whole week.  I know he loves the weekend respites, but I also know that he’s a homebody and a few days away is about all he can handle.

He always seems happy to go, but he isn’t able to say he doesn’t want to.  The volunteers and staff of the camp never tell me he’s unhappy and I’m sure they would call or text me if there was a problem.  But, still, I worry.  Casey will just tell someone she wants to come home.  Rob won’t.  I don’t know how often they see each other at camp.  I know it would help Rob to see her and I’m sure she thinks about him. They watch out for each other when they go anywhere. (and that’s the coolest thing to see!)

I know when I get there Friday, they will both be waiting for me.  The camp is so organized that I can gather all of their stuff and sign them out before they see me.  That makes it so much easier!  Then, when they see me – oh!  The smiles!   Casey runs to me and gives me a real hug with her sweet smile.  She won’t let go of me as we walk to the car.  Rob will jump up and will probably ask for the van as soon as he sees me this year.  He will lean on me for a second, but it isn’t until we get home that he really says “hi.”

When they get home Friday, she will run to her room, turn on music and fold her socks.  He will grab his iPad, turn his AC on and hit the recliner in his room.  I will hear his giggles for a few minutes, then he will come to me and lean his forehead to mine or press his cheek against mine.  He does hug, but this is his preferred way to say he missed me.

It’s a strange week for me.  The quiet at home is interesting and it’s really strange to just go somewhere and not worry about being home when they get home from the workshop.  It’s strange to be able to go to sleep whenever I want and to not have to guard the food constantly.  It’s odd to be able to watch TV without the evening bath/shower ritual.  I’m not sure what to think.

It’s a freedom I don’t have often, but I’m not sure I can say I miss it.  It’s not something I ever had, so I can’t really miss it.  I think about the kids the whole time.  I know they are fine and I know they are having fun.  But, it’s just a mom thing, I guess.  I wish they could tell me what they did when they get home.  I wish I could hear about the friends they made.  I wish they could tell me what their favorite part of camp is.

The break is wonderful.  I have some projects that I want to do around the house that I don’t want to attempt when Casey and Rob are here, simply because it will stress them too much.  I plan to go to bed early some nights, just because I can.  I plan to spend time with Mandy and my friends.  I know I need the break.  You need one, too.

Hopefully, there is a summer camp near you for people with special needs.  We are blessed that Echoing Hills is only about 20 miles from our house.  Look on the internet or talk to your county board of developmental disabilities for possible camps.  Don’t worry about the cost right now – just search for one.  Ask other parents if their child attends camp and what they think of it.

Visit the camp before your child goes.  You won’t feel comfortable leaving your child until you have visited and asked every question you can think of.  Talk to the staff about specific issues your child may have.  Talk to the volunteers.

While you are visiting, ask the camp about possible scholarships to help pay for camp.  Many local service clubs offer to pay for camp for kids with special needs.  If your child has a waiver, the waiver may pay for it.  There are several ways to pay for camp – don’t let cost stop you from checking into it!  Every child deserves a chance to go to summer camp – your child’s autism shouldn’t make a difference.

You may think that the staff will never understand your child’s quirks.  You may think your little one will have meltdowns and then what will happen?  Trust me – I had those thoughts!  But – the application you fill out will be extremely detailed (and if it isn’t, consider another camp) about your child’s likes and dislikes.  You will also need to supply the camp with your child’s IEP or ISP.  You will have a chance to talk to the staff when you drop your child off.  At Echoing Hills, they are trained on each person in their cabin.  Safety is always the main concern.

It will be very hard to leave your child with strangers.  Trust me – the first time I dropped the kids off for a weekend, I cried all the way home and worried the entire weekend.  I couldn’t tell you anything I did except think about them.  I was early to pick them up – and they weren’t ready to leave.  They had fun and couldn’t wait to go again.  Hopefully, your child will have as much fun!

Even if you don’t think you do, you need a break.  Just a few days to feel like you – instead of an autism mom, dad, grandparents, whatever.  A few days to take a breath and watch TV or sleep the time away. (I’ll admit – a few weekends they went, that’s about all I did.  Rob wasn’t a good sleeper for many years!)  Explore summer camp options for your child and get the break you need!  Time to pack their bags – tomorrow is the big day!

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Autism and Respite Care

Autism and Respite Care

I will be the first one to admit that asking for help is not easy for me.  I don’t like admitting that I am not a super-woman that can handle all that life tosses at me.  I don’t like admitting that I like a break from autism once in a while.  I feel like saying that means I need a break from my kids.

I know – it’s crazy.  We all need breaks from each other at times.  Typical parents need breaks just like special needs parents.  Spouses need breaks – siblings need them, too.  Being away from someone makes you appreciate them even more, right?  Absence makes the heart grow fonder and all that.

This weekend was one of my breaks.   Every few months, both kids spend the weekend at a camp about 20 miles from our house.  They also go for a week in the summer.  I’ll admit, the first time they went, I was terrified.  They had never been away except Grandma and Grandpa’s house and I was leaving them with complete strangers?  God was watching over my drive home that first night because I cried the entire way.  I just knew they would be upset and lonely all weekend and wonder why I left them.

As it turns out, I was wrong.  Very, very wrong.  They loved camp.  The counselors are all volunteers and are trained for the needs of each camper.  Casey and Rob made new friends and gained an independence that I could never teach them.  And I learned that, as important as we are to each other, we need to be apart, too.

The first time they spent a week away, I worried all week.  I enjoyed the time with Mandy and we did lots of fun things.  I have always tried to make sure she knew that she was just as special and important as her siblings and that week was wonderful for us.  Just watching TV and eating junk food was special because it was just us.  My biggest fear for Mandy has always been that she would somehow feel she wasn’t as important as Casey and Rob.  I won’t say I succeeded all the time, but I tried.

This weekend was a camp weekend.  I dropped them off at Echoing Hills  on Friday evening and picked them up early Sunday afternoon.  I thought about them the whole time they were gone, but I knew they were having fun.  They were going to the zoo with their friends and coloring eggs on Sunday.  The house was so quiet and I missed them.

But – I have finally realized it’s ok to miss them.  It’s ok to admit that I want to watch a movie without interruptions.  It’s ok to for me to want to go shopping with Mandy and not take Casey or Rob.  It’s ok for me to be me instead of “Mommy Jen” for a few nights.  It’s still hard for me to admit that – but sometimes, I get tired.  I love all of my kids more than anything, but I can’t be the best mom for them when I’m tired.

So, I enjoyed my lunch out.  I enjoyed shopping with Mandy and watching two (yes – two!) movies with Steve.  I crocheted this morning and watched TV in my PJ’s till noon.  I played on my tablet and I thought about them.  When it was time to pick them up, I was ready.

Like many parents of kids with communication problems, I’ve wondered if they love me.  I knew they did, but still, you know what I mean… that thought is always there.  After being away a few days, the kids are so happy to see me.  They are watching out the door for me to pull up and they run to me.  Casey’s eyes are twinkling as she hugs me tight.  Rob has a smile as he leans down and puts his forehead against mine.  The world is right again – Mommy Jen has come.

I ask about the zoo and Casey tells me she saw “da biggest tiger” and giggles.  Rob waits a few minutes, then says “turtle.”  I’m so glad he saw one – that’s what he really wanted to see.  We crank up the music and sing as loud as we can on the way home.

I doubt it will ever be easy for me to ask for help or admit I’m tired.   I know everyone needs it – no one can do everything alone.  When you are feeling alone, reach out, no matter how hard it is.  You are strong – asking for help won’t change that at all.  But the strong need to rest and if you wear yourself out, you won’t be the person your child needs.  Think about that.

Asking for help doesn’t mean you are weak.  It means you are smart enough and strong enough to know you aren’t perfect and you need help.  I know it can be hard, but ask for help and take the breaks you need from autism.  Taking breaks makes you stronger.  Take it from someone who has taken years to figure it out.