My day started off on the wrong foot. Again. It’s just not easy to do this day in and day out. Dealing with behavior and impulsiveness issues every single day is draining, to the point of insanity. I do question my sanity sometimes, by the way. But then again, if I were as crazy as I think I am, people wouldn’t come to me for advice, would they? Like this mother who was referred to me by our family counselor. She finally made the call this afternoon to ask for doctor recommendations for her pre-teen. I was more than happy to recount our many-failure story and how we found our “happy ending” with our team of specialists who are handling our son’s somehow challenging case. I noticed how confused and hesitant she was, that was me five years ago. That’s me every day. There’s not a day that passes by that I don’t ask myself: “Am I doing the right thing?” But I know I am, because as a mom, you just “feel” when something is not right.
Ever since we started being consistent with behavior modification, my son has been showing tremendous resistance. It’s been disappointing to watch him act out all the time, and quite embarrassing to receive negative feedback from school, but this time giving up is out of the question. I know that, despite all this frustration I’m feeling, I just want to be over and done with this phase. So no matter how hard it’s going to be, the little guy is going to have to take it like a champ. And we’ll have to hold back the tears and do what’s best for him.
This painful experience we’ve been involved in for several years of our son’s life is bound to end. Nothing lasts forever. I’m more than certain that he’s on the right track and is being seen by the right people. I just hope I’ll always be in the right mindset to accept when things go slightly off track, which they will, at one point or another. He’s only human, and he’s just a child after all. Autism or not, he’s only a child.
Talking to this concerned mother reminded me of a very true saying which goes along the lines of “we heal by helping others.” And it’s just amazing how my mood shifted from down and desolate to uplifted and reinvigorated. I was reminded of my own pain and how little by little it’s subsiding. I’m actually healing slowly whenever someone contacts me to learn all about our son’s journey all the way from early detection, diagnosis and behavior modification. Our story has inspired, it has moved, it has healed, it has shown us the good friends in our lives. It’s the door from which all the love and support comes pouring in, and out. We’ve come a long way and we must celebrate those little progresses as much as we can. It’s always the bigger picture that keeps you going, not the tiny day-to-day failures and mishaps.
I feel healed already, and for that I’m very grateful.
Do you have a story that has inspired others to make some decisions in their lives? Would you like to share it? I know I’d love to hear it ❤️
Have a great day,