is me is really me

As a parent of a child with Aspergers, I believe in miracles because on ‘good’ days, I get to experience them. You might take a prolonged period of eye contact from your child for granted. But I don’t. For the mother of a child with autism, eye contact is something that rarely happens, as it’s seen as confrontational and intrusive, so when it does happen voluntarily, it completely touches your heart.

You may get frustrated when the loud noise of your children’s rambunctious laughter starts at 3am during a sleepover with friends, when all you want to do is grab a bit of sleep before work the next day. Yet for me, hearing the appropriate laughter at a joke told by peers would be priceless. Traditional Humour is exceptionally hard for an autistic person to understand and often what they find amusing is not shared by others.

Imagine having a…