All is fun in love and autism...

It's like the wack a mole game. Just when you think everything is good, trouble pops up somewhere else. You whack that problem(not really). Then when you think all is good then up pops another problem. Dang. You try to keep your cool, you try not to scream but then you take care of that one and POP. It's like a war. But it's never ending and it's no ones fault. Not the family, not the child, not anyone. You just want to rage at the injustice of it all, to place the blame somewhere, to fix it but you can't. I blame myself alot. Why, because I did not catch it earlier. My dad says that's dumb, we had no idea what it was and had every test ran and even the doctors did not catch it. It's like I'm the Mom, I should Know these things. Stupid, reason really but just like war, it doesn't make sense.
I spend alot of time reading about autism but none of it makes me feel as good as reading Temple Gradin. All the rest of them say use this or that. I can't afford half of what they say. They lucky thing is that we are in Williamson Co and they have the best special ed system. The autism specialist comes out to help and Brandon has his own Teachers Aid. Thank goodness we looked ahead and moved here. Like making a strategic move in war you have to keep ahead of the game. Autism feels like a war zone. I pray for our family everyday. I pray for my husband and I because this is hard. Autism is hard on the family. I never know if what I am doing is right. I just try to do the next right thing. and make it fun in the process. You have to keep your sense of humor. Laugh. ALOT!!!