My girl is thriving now. This was written while I was in the trenches, overwhelmed, drowning in uncertainty. If you're there now...it gets better & friend, I so believe you.
I believe you.
Three simple words.
I. believe. you.
To a child, or a mom with a child whose needs are different, whose brain works different, but looks just like every other kid on the outside...those words are like air entering your lungs after suffocating.
My daughter is beautiful, strong, intelligent, charming. When you look at her you would never know just how much she struggles, just how out of sync she actually is. She is a master cover upper, a tic ninja, and a brilliant conversationalist that will leave you scratching your head when you realize she talked you away from the thing she did not want to do. She can read your mood, pick up your energy and know when you are faking social niceties. She is wise beyond her years but still has the innocence of a child. She has mastered the art of camouflaging her behavior because she knows what is and is not socially acceptable. She has learned to cope with things I still have yet to fully understand. But every time she holds back something, keeps herself together, doesn't permit her body to do what it naturally feels it needs to do it is like shaking a bottle of soda...it LOOKS totally fine but bless the person that opens it.
That person is me.
I am her soft place to land. The calm in her chaos. Her person. So when she is done at school, a party, a concert, anywhere the bottle has been shaken I get what comes out. It's a mess. A mess most people don't see.
Because the mess is mostly hidden it is hard for people to understand. You learn to not really try to explain because you look like a crazy mom, like an overbearing mom, like THAT mom. Nobody WANTS to be THAT mom. It just happens. The comments can be cruel. I have heard everything from “it’s because you let her get away with it” to “she will stop when you stop giving her attention for it” to “she will grow out of it” to my very favorite…”she’s just fine.” “Just fine” for her is being late to school because she tried on 57 socks and the bump 👇👇👇
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