Yesterday I watched my 4yo son interacting with his 5yo sister and another playmate who is, I think, 4 as well if not younger. The other two were laughing and dancing, chattering away with each other, and giving hugs to all their friends. My son was sat in a high chair. His playmates did their best to include him in their chasing game but he just wanted to run randomly in circles. They asked for juice and a snack. He grunted and slammed his cup into my hand and stole their crackers.I adore my little boy. I live for those few quiet moments during the day when he takes a break from running and crawls in my lap for a cuddle. I feel special when he repeats a phrase from his Spot learning toy at me that has the words, "I love you." In it because I think that's the only way he knows to say it. The day he finally said mumma I cried for hours. There are just some days when you look at your baby while they are with other kids their age and say, "Fuck. Autism."Thankfully his school is amazing and he has grown leaps and bounds in the last 2 years. Yesterday was just one of those days where you take a moment to mourn the child that could have been. via /r/Parenting https://ift.tt/2LR1Enp
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