The "green-ness" has seeped in deeper than I thought. It makes it hard for me to take the easy way out and to toss that disgusting science experiment glass jar into the garbage instead cleaning it and recycling. It's tough to multitask and let the water run to get cold before filling glasses while I set the table. And it is tough playing pretend with my 8 year old.
While shopping yesterday, Laura was getting a variety of pretend materials to help fix up her doll's room. She carefully checked the price on the options, made sure things fit and the like. Then she wanted to pick out (imaginary) wood to build a bed for her.
Laura "What kind of wood is that?"
Me: "Um, maple I think. Is that OK?"
Laura "Yes...but wait! Is it grown locally and sustainably? We'd better make sure they plant some more trees too."
Me "Yes, of course. Good thing you remembered"
Young Green Laura
I guess the next generation is working towards a greener future. I'll take it... and leave plenty for her too.
Yesterday was World Autism Day. I have mixed feelings about hopping up on a soapbox and demanding the world pay attention to a cause that is personal to me. Being silent doesn't work for me either. I am re-posting a piece I wrote last year. I hope as you read it, you gain a bit more understanding on what this form of neurodiversity means to me.
So apparently it is Autism Awareness Month and I was clueless. So Happy Autism Awareness Month to you! I don’t really follow these special focus calendar events very well. I suppose it is a way to getting word out and having a focus for the cause. I didn’t notice because this is my life. I am one of those quiet behind the scenes type autism moms. Hate to cause a ruckus, you know. But there are some things that I think people should be aware of with the autism spectrum. Here are a few points to ponder.
If you've met one person with autism, you have met just one person with autism. It is drastically different between people. That's what is mysterious, frustrating and cool about it. You see some of the similarities but many things are different about autism. My guy has a great sense of humour and is creative, but in a different way than typical people. I appreciate that.
I rebelled against the word “autism” when he was first diagnosed. It didn’t fit my prejudices of people who didn’t speak (he is highly verbal) and who would never be independent. Yes, there are those who are severely affected by autism. Even non-verbal people have much to say and contribute. When the tools are found to bridge the differences, a whole world of interesting, creative and unique people can be connected. Autism is no longer a scary word for me.
Drop your assumptions. There are many times I think I know what Owen will do given a situation. He surprises me all the time. He can lose it over a book not being in the library or having to take time off school for a family vacation. He can be the most put together guy when I’m frazzled after running late and he would be delighted to stand up in front of the school to talk about something he loves. You never know. I am learning to roll with it and give him a chance at anything.
Friendships are worth the effort. Having social and communication difficulties make connecting with others seem like an alien world to kids with autism. They may not be quick to process how to play, have the right words or understand what is funny. You have to be patient, explain more and allow some time to see things from their perspective. However, you will rarely find someone more loyal, honest and eager to play by the rules as many people with autism seem to be. Their insights and observations may make it one of the most enriching friendships you could have.
I like this YouTube video by another autism mom. It shows how autism is to those who live with it.
