One year ago today, I found myself on this very couch with my partner, Matt, and a psychologist who casually mentioned the word “autism” as if she were discussing the weather. There was no dramatic pause, no tears—just a clinical delivery of the news. Significant cognitive delays. Moderate to severe autism. My heart sank. How did we end up here? The reality of that day hit me like a freight train, leaving me enveloped in a thick fog.
In the weeks and months that followed, I grappled with the new reality of our family dynamic. My expectations of motherhood were turned upside down. You, my sweet child, have become someone I could never have imagined. But let me clarify: you are so much more than your diagnosis. You are beyond anything I could have ever dreamed or hoped for.
To be candid, your diagnosis brought a strange sense of relief. It felt like a key that unlocked doors to incredible therapies that have made a world of difference for you. I watch in awe as you joyfully run into your therapy sessions each week, ready to engage and learn. Your eye contact has improved tremendously, and you even respond to your name most of the time. You’ve started learning sign language and can now say five words—mom, dad, done, go, and tickle. You’re even mastering the potty and learning to ride a scooter!
You still adore bath time, love playing outside, enjoy school, and have a blast wrestling with Dad. You’re surprisingly tolerant of your little sister too. She adores you, often smiling up at you from her car seat or while swinging at the park. Do you notice that? You are her role model, and she loves you dearly.
In many ways, you’re my inspiration as well. You are teaching me resilience, faith, and the power of advocacy. You’re encouraging me to stand up for not just your needs but what is right. I’ve learned to trust in a greater plan, one that I believe God has in store for you.
Now, here we are again, one year later, sitting on the same couch with the same psychologist, discussing your autism and the results of your yearly evaluations. But let me tell you, so much has changed in this past year. You have grown immensely, my child, and so has our family. Your father and I are incredibly proud of your efforts. While the tests may highlight the gaps between you and your peers, we’ll tackle that tomorrow. Tonight, we celebrate your progress and all the wonderful ways you are thriving. We’ll watch your favorite movie, indulge in waffles, apples, bacon, and tortilla chips, play outside, snuggle, giggle, and enjoy a late bedtime. This evening is all about you—the amazing and unique you.
You are my greatest journey, sweetheart. I love you to the moon and back.
Love,
Mom
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Summary
One year after an autism diagnosis, a mother reflects on her child’s progress and the unexpected challenges and joys that come with it. From therapy successes to family dynamics, she expresses pride and love for her child, emphasizing growth and celebration over comparisons.
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