Since my oldest son was two I've been telling him who he is. Shortly after, I started sharing these affirmations with his slightly younger brother as well. We call it "doing their truths", and we do it every morning. We are intentional about that.
Today is the last day of Autism Awareness Month. While I try to share my experiences of dealing with Autism in my family often - to foster meaningful conversation, point to resources and work to lessen stigma - it seems more than appropriate to amplify that sharing now. I want to be a part of fostering a culture - online and in real life - that creates safe enough spaces for people to feel they can share.
My youngest son has been quite a trooper. Near the top of this year, we realized what I had already suspected. . . that he was on the Autism spectrum. It's a journey that has brought many changes. Changes are not easy on little kids, especially those with sensory differences. Truth be told, sometimes changes can be too much for even adults, sensory issues or not. Read more about how this little guy can give us all a lesson on adapting to change like a champ.
Like a lot of churches, my church has Vacation Bible School in the summer. A lot of VBS programs focus on kids, as the tradition was born out of wanting to provide an activity option for kids out of school during the summer. One of the things I love about my church is that we focus on strengthening families.
Parenting small kids often makes you feel like you're talking to a brick wall. Thankfully, some bright moments shine through the mom-fog to remind you that the repetition does, in fact, make a difference. I experienced one of these moments the other day.
Our little fellas run around in circles laughing at each other for no reason at all. It is very evident that they are kids. There are a few things that I do want to instill in them early, by teaching them now and reminding them often. One of those lessons, one of the biggest ones, is for them to know unquestionably that they are loved.
This past Saturday, my sweet big boy turned four years old. I remembered a good friend from church, who is a fellow mom to littles, had mentioned a children's museum in Sugar Land. . . so I looked into it. Best idea ever! See more about our visit and how you may be able to save on a visit of your own.