Thursday, February 9, 2017

When Life is Doom and Rainbows

Every time I write about something that is a harder part of raising an autistic child I am accused of painting a pessimistic picture of doom and gloom.  Every time I write about some amazing progress or breakthrough or positive aspect of autism I am accused of painting an unrealistic picture of butterflies and rainbows.  I guess that's why I always try to share the whole story.  But life, much like a post, will always present what we choose to see.  We can choose to see the good or we can choose to see the hard.  There are days when the hard overshadows the good and that's okay too.

I could tell you that this morning we got back evaluation results and our autistic son's speech is much better off than it was a year ago.  I could tell you that this morning he had a normal back and forth conversation with our school secretary and it made my heart smile.  I could tell you that he told me he loved me when he first woke up and that that's happening more and more everyday.  I could tell you that he was invited to a birthday party by a friend outside of school and I could tell you how special that moment was.

I could also tell you that upon arriving to occupational therapy today he threw himself down in the hallway and screamed that he hated me.  I could tell you that he nearly kicked through a glass door and that his sister had to be taken by another therapist to safety while we blocked and managed his meltdown.  I could tell you that right after that polite conversation at school he saw a teacher he didn't want to walk with and bolted away from me down the hall.  I could tell you that while I gathered him up he screamed obscenities and tried to bash his head into the cement wall. I could tell you I had tears in my eyes as I left the school.  I could tell you that while I'm thrilled we were invited to a party we most likely will not go because his behavior has been too impulsive for me to chance it.

All of that would be accurate.  And that was just this morning.  Our current status is not butterflies and rainbows and it isn't doom and gloom.  We take the doom a day at a time and we rejoice in the rainbows at every chance we get.

Tuesday, January 10, 2017

Military Autism Families Fear Loss of Services Amidst New TRICARE Policies

An ABA therapist working on fine motor skills
with a military child on the spectrum.
It's the same fight, different year for many autism families across our country.  As TRICARE rolls out new policies the ABA and military autism communities are scrambling to figure out what it all means and unfortunately it doesn't look good.  ABA is an autism behavior therapy that is currently one of the only treatments endorsed by the medical community to address maladaptive behaviors, help overcome deficits and delays, and provide autistic individuals the tools they need to communicate their wants and needs.  This therapy has been known to do everything from giving a nonverbal child words to reducing severe aggression.  It can reduce dangerous behaviors such as bolting and self-injury.  It can potty-train an 8 year who is still in diapers.  It can teach an autistic child how to feed and dress themselves.

Many autism families will attest that ABA therapy is value added.  Bonnie K. (autism parent) describes what a game changer ABA has been for her family: "ABA was a huge help for our family. My son went from combativeness and aggression to cooperative and able to attend school."  Because of similar testimonies and clinical findings most healthcare and state services are moving in a direction that will get more families covered (thanks to the tireless lobbying efforts of Autism Speaks and other organizations 45 states have now signed on to autism insurance reform).  While most state and private insurers are moving towards more coverage for autism families, TRICARE is making it more difficult to access the autism services it already covers.  TRICARE requires more ABA provider credentialing than any other insurance, which is costly and time consuming for providers making TRICARE patients harder to serve.  Their new policy (which was released at the end of November and started implementation on January 1st of this year) mandates providers administer and submit a behavior inventory every year for services to continue. This is in addition to the re-authorizations that need a specialist referral and severity level to be submitted every six months that families are already burdened with acquiring.  Many families have already had reauthorizations rejected in the new year due to the short notice for the required behavior inventory.  Thus military kids are already losing services due to the new ill-planned policy changes.
A military child with autism works on gross
motor and transitions with his therapist.

And that's not the worst of it.  The policy that most worries providers and families alike is the new requirement that already diagnosed kids will need to have diagnosing evaluations re-administered every two years to continue services.  The evaluations must be administered by an autism diagnosing specialist, many of whom have waitlists 12-24 months long for an initial evaluation.  And many of whom will not entertain the idea of taking up a valuable 2 hour evaluation slot for a child who already has a diagnosis when so many kids are awaiting initial diagnosis so they can start receiving services.  The new requirement that seems to be seeking a new diagnosis for a lifelong disorder has everyone pretty confused.  Military spouse Cassie J. voiced her frustration with the changes: "I'm just dumbfounded at re-diagnosing every two years. Are they supposed to outgrow autism?! The need for ABA may change, but the diagnosis itself will never change if they were initially correctly diagnosed by a qualified provider." 

An ABA therapist practices walking in the "wrong" direction
with her client.  He has struggled for months with rigidity
as to which way they can walk from his home.
Despite military health care facilities' continual pleas that they are undermanned and unable to carry out such testing, TRICARE has moved ahead with the new policy.  Military families are already facing waitlists every time they move, possible regression every time they move and nationwide provider shortages.  Provider and autism parent Kerri A. states, "As a parent, waitlists are already long. My children have been without services for 6 going on 7 months since we moved."  Advocates point out with the new testing requirements access will only be further restricted.  While families wait to be retested many fear they will lose services during critical times.  Autism parent Kimberly G. cannot imagine what such a loss would mean for her son. "ABA has changed our lives. I went from having a non-verbal, angry, unresponsive child to a verbal, happy, connected child. We went from not being able to leave our home due to meltdowns and anxiety to being able to go grocery shopping and go to church. My child went from not interacting with peers to being a kid that loves being around others and asks to play with friends. He is thriving...Losing services would be detrimental to him right now because he is on such a good path. He loves his therapists and the change in him is remarkable.  We live in a small town with one ABA provider. They are overloaded as it is. Having to deal with re-testing and re-authorizations, especially as slow as TRICARE moves, would be a disaster for us." 

An ABA therapist practices nice play with
a military autistic child who has had severe aggression
towards his siblings.
This action on behalf of TRICARE and the DoD has families wondering if the government is intentionally trying to limit access to covered services.  This isn't the first time TRICARE has slashed autism services and military families have paid the price.  In 2014, TRICARE planned to cut autism provider reimbursement rates in half. (  Many providers would have shut down, downsized or stopped taking Tricare clients leaving families with no option for services for their autistic children.  Due to the outcry from military families and the media attention, the Pentagon back-peddled and postponed rate reductions.  They later came out with a lesser rate reduction based on cost of living. (  These reductions hurt families in low cost of living areas the most as smaller providers collapsed under the red tape and lower rates.  Because of all of these changes and the surrounding uncertainty many military families' services went on hold or disappeared.  The most recent NDAA (after many senators and organizations' advocacy efforts) reversed these rate cuts, but for some providers it was too late and those areas are now without services altogether.

Families and providers are hoping these newest ill-conceived policies will be re-evaluated as well.  They are calling their Senators and reaching out to the powers-at-be in hopes that their voices will be heard.  But how long will it take the DoD to realize how detrimental these changes will be for families?  And how many military autistic children (who already face a great deal of challenges) will go without critical services in the meantime?


Tuesday, December 13, 2016

Don't Give Up On Me

Lately I feel like part of being a special needs parent means letting down everyone in my life.  I'm sure to a lot of friends, family and teachers it looks like I just don't care.  There are days when tasks don't get done well or at all.  There are mornings when socks don't match and his hair is not combed because after battling getting dressed, eating something decent and transition meltdowns, the hair was just too much.  I'm sure even to my own children it may seem like on some days I am too worn down to have much left to give.  And some days I guess I am.  But even in my exhaustion and occasional disheartenment, I hope they can see I'm always trying and I hope they don't give up on me.

To the school that sees us come in late nearly half the time and wonders why I don't volunteer or why the constant forms are never signed on time: Don't give up on me.  Please know we are always trying out new methods and new routines to make mornings easier on him.  Please know if life is ever not filled with outpatient appointments and medical forms, I would love to volunteer for my oldest son's parties.  Please know when it comes to forms sent home in the backpack, they're an afterthought, because they have to be.  And when I find them the next morning they go into a stack of papers that I swear I'm working through as quickly as I can.  

To the friends that leave voicemails that go unanswered: Don't give up on me.  Please know it is not that I don't want to talk to you.  It's not that I don't care what's going on in your life.  Knowing that you called or texted, I know that you care and in the spare moments I have when I have enough in me to give you a real conversation I will call you back.  I don't know when that will be, but please don't give up on me.

To my husband when I am often cross and the house is far from perfect: Don't give up on me.  Please know you are often seeing the climax of a trying day in which I tried to hold it all together and by the time you get home is when I usually start to fall apart.  Know that I want to have a better attitude and a better part of me to offer up at the end of the day, but right now I don't.  Please know that I would love more than anything for the house to be picked up, the laundry caught up and dinner to be made (or even prepped), but I know it's a rarity.  I hope one day things will even out a bit, and that it will be less of a rarity.  I'm not giving up on that.

To the family that wishes we could visit more:  Don't give up on me.  There is always the hope that one day traveling will not be such an ordeal.  Maybe one day our son will be able to go on a plane.  Maybe some day we won't worry about regression anytime we stay away from home.  Please don't ever think we do not want to see you, but for now, we do the best we can to do what's best for our family.  I'm not giving up on the hope that someday it will be easier.

To my neurotypical kids who want nothing more than my attention, love, and time: Don't give up on me.  There will always be moments when I say "Not right now,"  but that doesn't mean I don't care.  Please keep showing me your Minecraft worlds and the artwork you brought home from school.  Please know that even when mommy is tapped out for the day, it doesn't mean I do no love you.  It means I need to regroup and reenergize so I that I can be the best mom I can be tomorrow.  On the days your brother takes up the majority of my time and effort, know that you are just as loved and cherished, and that I do my best to take care of each of you based on your different needs.

To my son on the spectrum: Don't give up on me.  There will be days when it may look like I have thrown in the towel.  There will be days when the most recent therapy or medication seems to be helping you so little that my hopelessness will be palpable.  There will be days when I light up at progress, but there will also be days when my inner-cheerleader is not quite as loud.  There will be days when I am overcome with joy and optimistic hope, but there will also be days when the grind of accessing that hope gets to me.  There will be days I am giving you my all because you absolutely need it, but there will also be days when I have nothing left to give.  Please know that through it all, I will never give up on you.  And on the days when I'm barely holding it all together, don't give up on me.

Sunday, November 27, 2016

What's Up With Special Needs Families Wanting "All That Special Treatment"?

Last night I had my rather large six year old autistic son in the seat of a rather small cart at the grocery store.  He definitely does not fit in carts as well as he once did and I get a lot of looks and even some comments.  Yesterday, I got two comments from the same person during our short grocery trip.  Initially, the older gentleman said to my son, "You barely fit in there boy."  I just smiled and kept walking, knowing he didn't mean anything by it and thinking he was just trying to make conversation.

 The second time we came across him, he said, "Boy, you got it made.  Enjoy it while you can.  She can't push you around forever."  Once again, I just brushed it off.  I could have told him my son would have much rather been out and free to explore.  I could have told him I would much rather that my son had the impulse control and danger awareness to walk next to my cart and not ride in it.  I could have pointed out that my son has autism and would fit much better if the store had a cart that could accommodate children and adults with any number of special needs.  But I didn't.  Because as much as I have taken it upon myself to raise the banner of autism awareness, sometimes I am tired and do not feel like I owe everyone we encounter a detailed explanation as to why we do the things we do.

Although the man didn't say it, I am sure he thought my son was spoiled or receiving special treatment.  And even though he did not know my son is special needs, there are a number of people in our society that know someone is special needs and cannot stand the "special treatment" that person seemingly receives.  Why does someone with autism need a handicap placard?  Why does an autistic preschooler get free preschool from the state?  Why does the little girl with cerebral palsy get a one to one aide in the classroom?  Why does the little autistic boy get to be in the play if he can't remember the lines?

But to the people that ask these questions, I guess I want you to realize that more than anything we want our children to be treated the same and have the same opportunities as anyone else.  I would have loved it if my son would not have needed special needs preschool from the state, but no private preschools would accept an autistic preschooler with behavior issues who was not potty trained.  And when we lived in a county without public options we were not treated the same, we had no options.  I would love it if my son was not a bolting risk and parking lots presented the same risk to him as they present to any other child, but the truth is he is much more at risk in a parking lot and parking close could save his life.  I would love it if my son could use the same mens bathroom on his own, but he cannot and a family or neutral bathroom is incredibly helpful.  The mothers of grown children in diapers would love it if their children toileted independently, but they need changing tables big enough to fit their children and when they do not have the same access to a table that fits they have to change their large children on public bathroom floors.   We would love it if our children did not need aides in the classroom, but unfortunately many of our children cannot make academic gains or even function without one.  So in order to access the same education, many children need an aide.  We would love it if our kid could be in the play, say his lines, and stay in his place without help, but right now he can't do it on his own.  I would do everything in my power to make it work, but sadly most of the time, our kids are excluded all together rather than being given help or a chance to be in the same play as everyone else.  We would love it if our kids could go on the same field trips and get the same experiences as the rest of their class, but many times they aren't given the option.

So the next time you hear someone proclaiming that our children with special needs should be treated the same as their typical peers tell them you agree that our kids should have the same opportunities and be treated with the same respect as everyone else.  But the way to achieve our children being treated the same is to accept that their most basic needs are genuinely different and everyone has a right to have their needs (not wants) met accordingly.


Wednesday, November 16, 2016

Why Words Are Never Just Words

On Thursday my friend's daughter (a beautiful, fourth grade girl with autism) opened her desk and found this note from a classmate: "Just Kill Yourself Now!!"

Fourth grade.  Nine years old.  Let that sink in.  The school is currently investigating, but what will be done?  Will it be enough?  Will it stop the bullying?

In September, 9-year-old Jackson Grubb of West Virginia killed himself after enduring months of bullying.  Just one month earlier 13-year-old Daniel Fitzpatrick killed himself after documenting all of the instances of bullying in a letter one month prior.  In October, 11-year-old Bethany Thompson killed herself after being bullied for her curly hair and crooked smile.  She survived cancer, but could not survive the bullying she endured daily.
These are just a few cases from the last few months of lives lost to bullying.  A quick internet search reiterates that the number of names and faces and lives and families goes on and on.  In all of the above cases the parents knew.  And in all of these cases they informed the school of the problem, with some having multiple meetings with principals and teachers to advocate for their children.  But it wasn't enough.  And things didn't change.  Ultimately, these parents could not protect their children from the hate, ridicule and the verbal and physical assaults that they faced daily.

Don't tell me bullying is unheard of in our schools today.  Don't tell me it's getting better.  Don't tell me our kids just need to toughen up.  Don't tell me it's not your problem.  Don't tell me that schools are doing everything they can.  It takes more than an assembly.  It takes more than a poster.  It will take proactive teachers and caring administrators to stop an epidemic that is killing our kids.

But the blame does not all fall on the school.  This debasement is not "just kids being kids".  This cruelty and attitude are learned and emulated.  And they are learning it from us.  No child learns to hate or mock differences in a vacuum.  They learn it from their parents.  They learn it from their teachers.  They learn it from our leaders.  They learn it from a society that tells them different is a bad thing and being different makes someone a target.    

It's evident that many kids still think bullying is okay.  The deaths of those who couldn't take it any longer are on our hands.  Collectively, we have to take the blame.  It's on you.  It's on me.  Because the culture of intolerance and exclusion starts at home.  And it has to stop.

Monday, November 14, 2016

To the President-Elect from an Autism Family

Mr. President-Elect:

I don't have to tell you this has been a tumultuous election year.  And I probably don't have to tell you that there are a number of autism families (and people across a number of disability communities) that are concerned about what the next four years will look like for us.  There are a number of reasons why you should care what our community thinks and how we are impacted, but the most obvious reason is the numbers.  One in every 68, Mr. President-Elect, that is how many individuals in our country are diagnosed with autism.  And of course the number of people impacted by autism (the parents, the siblings, the teachers and the professionals) is much, much higher.  The other reason your team needs to recognize and acknowledge the needs of this community: there are some pretty dire needs.  To any leaders who do not think our community is in need of assistance, early intervention, insurance coverage or programs, I implore you: go spend a day in an autism household from sun up to sun down (actually you will probably need to stay a great deal longer than that, because our days never end when the sun goes down and our days always start before the sun comes up).  The experience would be enlightening, to say the least.

Now that I've explained why you should care, here are five ways you can show our community that you do.

1.  Keep and enforce federal education requirements that impact special needs children.

I understand that a number of issues need to be solved at the state level, but as a military family we have lived in three states with our autistic son and let me tell you, the disparity between states is disheartening.  Some states are not even following current IDEA or other federal guidelines and if we strip more federal guidelines from our education system, I fear that disparity will be even worse.  When we lived in Alabama, our son had no access to special needs preschool and because of his challenges due to autism, no private preschools would accept him.  I was told Alabama was breaking the law by not following federal guidelines, but the only way for me to right that wrong was to sue them.  There is very little oversight as to federal guidelines states have to follow regarding special needs and that needs to change.

I understand states' rights, but when states and counties choose to pay their high school football coaches 6 times more than their teachers (no, really), there is cause for concern.  When some states look the other way when children with autism are locked in closets half the day, there needs to be more, not less, done to ensure our public schools all over the country are upholding ethical and effective methods with special needs students.  When our kids cannot tell us what happens at school, we have every right to worry about their education and safety, and we hope you understand why federal regulation matters to us in this regard.  And from a holistic perspective, these things should matter to you too as research has shown that autistic children with access to early intervention and quality early special education have much better likelihood of needing less supports as adults.

2.  Understand why we are fighting for health insurance coverage for life-changing and imperative therapies and fight for it with us.

When our children are first diagnosed with autism we are handed a laundry list of things we MUST do to ensure they have the best chances at the highest quality of life and to become the most productive members of society they can be.  Imagine our surprise when most of these therapies and interventions are not covered by private health insurance.  There have been strides made in this area over the last ten years thanks to the tireless lobbying efforts of Autism Speaks and other organizations to get coverage.  Unfortunately, though, even in some states with now mandated autism therapy coverage, health insurance companies have been able to help shape legislation so they can still legally avoid covering these therapies.

Under the Affordable Care Act, some families have had their first hope of accessing these therapies.  Many families have signed up for much more expensive plans just so they can get this coverage.  While the Affordable Care Act is not perfect and needs some serious changes to stop skyrocketing premiums, please understand that when there is a threat of complete repeal, these families are watching their hope that their autistic children could get help and be successful slip away.

As a military family we have been fortunate to access these therapies when we are stationed at bases in states that have state-mandated coverage.  In states without mandated coverage, there are very few providers and even covered families cannot access care.  While the rest of the insurance industry and the Affordable Care Act are slowly starting to cover more for autism families, our coverage has become more restricted over the last year, with Tricare lowering reimbursement rates for providers and requiring more provider certification than any other insurance company.  This makes military families much less attractive to providers, and many providers (especially in low cost of living areas where rates were hit the hardest) have stopped accepting Tricare patients all together.

As you can see, autism insurance coverage has a long way to go and it matters.  Imagine knowing there were services that would enable your nonverbal child to talk or communicate their wants and needs, to go on public outings that before could not be tolerated, or to be mainstreamed instead of needing special education; imagine knowing those services exist but not being able to access them due to your health insurance plan.  That is the position in which many families in our country find themselves.  And it's heartbreaking.

Just as with the federal education regulation, this isn't just an emotional argument; it's an economical argument.  When we have years of research illustrating what a difference these therapies can make early on and how such therapies give autistic individuals a better chance at being productive members of society, this is clearly something we can all acknowledge is worth the fight and the expense in the long run.

3.  Realize that a huge population of autistic children are aging out of the education system and work with us for autistic adult housing, vocational training and employment placement.

This is an area that needs serious attention.  With a growing population of autistic individuals getting older we need to have a plan in place to ensure their needs are met.  As families, we plan as much as we can, but there is only so much we can do.  And those of us that have saved and put away funds to support our autistic loved ones when we are gone are constantly worried that those funds will keep them from getting disability or placement.  Our son is currently in kindergarten.  At his IEP meeting this year we were handed a pamphlet and told that we need to start getting on adult residential placement lists now if that is a concern because the waitlists are so long and residence centers are so sparse.  Many autism parents and siblings lay awake at night worrying and wondering who will take care of their autistic loved one when they are gone.  We have to have more quality centers, more assisted communities and more programs for adults on the spectrum.  We need to offer incentives and breaks for professionals and investors that can make this happen.

Of course, not all of our autistic loved ones will need adult assisted living arrangements.  But even for those higher functioning individuals their employment rates are incredibly low compared to the national average.  Many in our community want to work and want to contribute to society, but are often not given the chance or opportunity due to their challenges.  Autistic perspectives, work ethic, honesty and talent are an untapped well from which our society needs to start pulling.  We need to start looking at ways to incorporate more autistic individuals into our workforce.  Programs for specific vocational training and placement could start in high school, especially for those not able or not wanting to go into higher education.  Ultimately, such a plan would mean more autistic individuals in the work force and able to provide for themselves.  

4.  Realize that many parents and caregivers of autistic individuals are caregivers 24/7 and cannot work, run errands or rest.  Work with us to find respite and caregiver financial relief solutions.

I know a lot (and I mean A LOT) of autism families with severely autistic children.  Unfortunately, I know very few who have access to or know how to get respite services in their county/state.  Most of the families I know have one parent who stays home, not by choice, but by necessity.  I know families whose children are too severe to be accepted to daycare or for an in home sitter to be qualified to take care of them at a cost that would not break the bank.  Not only can one parent not work, but while many families with chronically ill children qualify for in home nurse care, because our children have a neurological condition that is not an option for us.  There are respite services through some states and some programs, but there is so much red tape and waitlists are so long that very few people know how to access those programs.  We see study after study showing the mental and physical health strain on parents of autistic children, yet there are few options available for us to have any time to take care of ourselves so that we can best take care of our children.

We need to look at more ways the national government can help states help us.  That may be as simple as streamlining the respite application process or in some states it may mean starting a medicaid waiver program so that families of all economic standings can qualify for much needed respite care.  After living in three different states with an autistic child, I can attest that some states will need a nudge to make this a reality for all autism families.

Many of us are saving the government a great deal of money by continuing to care for our disabled children after they age out of the system and not signing over guardianship to the state.  For those of us that choose to take care of our kids well into their adulthood, it should be easier for us to get funds to be our son/daughter's caregiver rather than being forced to put them in a home.  For those who have a severely autistic child and are single parent families, they have to have more options for funding as a caregiver, especially when they try over and over again and do not qualify for disability.  

5. Help us find national solutions for autism wanderings and police relations with autistic populations within our communities.

One of the hardest statistics to swallow as an autism parent are the number of accidental deaths due to wandering.  Many autistic children and adults have no awareness of danger.  Many also have a tendency to bolt or wander.  We as parents do as much as we can to keep our kids safe.  We have special locks, some of us use harnesses, we are hyper-vigilant in public settings and we are very specific about who can watch our children.  Even with all of that, accidents still happen and we cannot plan or prevent every situation, especially as our children get older, bigger, and are sometimes in the care of a school district.  When autistic individuals do get away from their caretakers many of them cannot communicate their name or address, or understand if someone is trying to help them or hurt them.  Around half of all autistic children exhibit wandering behaviors.  And the outcome can be fatal, especially if the child goes near water.  Over 90% of autism wandering deaths last year were due to drowning.

Unfortunately, officials will not issue an Amber Alert for an autistic child gone missing if they have not been kidnapped.  Families have primarily relied on social media and local media to try to get the word out that their child, teen or adult on the spectrum is missing.  Some communities have started their own local alert systems, but with the number of autistic children that go missing daily we need a national alert system for the autism community.

Some local police departments have received grants to distribute trackers, but getting one for your child, like everything for special needs families, is very difficult.  In most cases, your child has to have already gone missing at least once in the past to qualify for one.  But, if we look at the amount of money spent on recovery efforts when autistic individuals go missing (the police, the helicopters, the dive teams, etc), a GPS tracker for every autistic child with wandering tendencies would be less expensive in the long run.

Another safety issue for our community that has recently garnered national attention: encounters with police officers.  Autistic individuals are seven times more likely to have encounters with police than their typical peers.  These encounters are often nerve-wracking or even terrifying for people on the spectrum.  They cannot always verbally express themselves or understand commands.  A sensory meltdown, can also look like a rage and be misinterpreted, especially if the autistic individual is older and bigger.  And because people with autism do not always have the awareness to realize the gravity of the situation, things can be miscommunicated and turn tragic very quickly.

Many police officers have not been around autism enough to have a real understanding of how to handle encounters with people on the spectrum.  These two communities need to be able to trust each other.  More training is needed for police officers when it comes to mental health and neurological disabilities, but we cannot stop there.  I would love to see communities across the country have autism awareness events at which police officers could be exposed to autistic individuals and autistic individuals could be exposed to and try to get more comfortable around police officers.

Notice What Is Missing From This List  

Millions of dollars have been spent on trying to find a cure for autism.  Millions more have been spent trying to prove a link between vaccines and autism.  As an autism mom, I beg you to look at all of the most current (peer-reviewed) research data on these topics and listen to the current professionals in the field.

More than 3.5 million Americans fall somewhere on the autism spectrum and if we can shift the focus and more funding from cure and cause to support and care the future for this community and all of America will be that much brighter.

Wednesday, November 2, 2016

Why We Let Ourselves Go and Why We Can't

One of the hardest things for me about being a mom is still making time to be a person.  As we put a 1000% of our energy into our kids, we find that we start to lose some of ourselves.  At first, it's a piece of identity or the things we used to like to do that get pushed to the back burner because there simply isn't time.  Maybe before kids we painted, or read, or enjoyed sports, or had a fulfilling career.  Raising littles as a stay at home mom doesn't allow for much of that, not right now anyways.  So we say goodbye or put on hold some of those things and hope one day we will have time again to do some things just for us.  Not only do most of us box in parts of our identity for a later date, but we also pretty much completely give up self-care.  Hygiene slips, hair is usually pulled back, real clothes are shoved to the back of the closet and as long as we can keep going, we rarely see the doctor or make time for own physical and mental well-being.

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As a mom to a child with autism this struggle is exponentially harder.  Even after our kids are in school, there are typically multiple appointments a week for therapies and specialists.  If we aren't in medical appointments with our kids, we are filling out paperwork for IEP meetings or insurance. Not only do we have to be master schedulers to try to find the time to make an appointment for ourselves, but autism parents have the additional stress of finding appropriate childcare.  If we wanted to join a gym, few gym daycares would accept special needs kids.  If we need to go to the dentist or the doctor (or the rare hair appointment), very few sitters are qualified and willing to watch a severely autistic child.  And even if we find someone who is, handling the separation, the meltdown, and the fallout can often be daunting enough that we do not even try.

With all of these obstacles to taking care of yourself as a special needs parent, it seems easier to just let it go.  And sadly that is what most of us do.  We look around and have very little left of ourselves, our health is often deteriorating and many of us are on an emotional roller coaster daily, but keep going.  And we keep going until something gives.  For me (and many other autism moms I know), the wake up call came after finally getting to the routine doctor appointment and realizing that blood counts were off, blood pressure was high, and overall nutrition and health were plummeting.  There is study after study showing that moms (I think most of the studies have looked at moms specifically, but I am sure it applies to parents across the board) of children with autism are more likely to have heart attacks and more likely to have serious health issues.  Much of this is due to the stress, the physical strains of being a full time caregiver, the almost guaranteed lack of sleep, and the constant worry.  Many of us also develop bad eating habits.  We either don't eat at all due to lack of time, eat unhealthy due to convenience, or overeat due to stress.  All in all we simply don't have enough time.  Not enough time to get to the doctor regularly, not enough energy or time for physical activity, and not enough time to destress.

So I made a decision.  I cannot let myself get so worn down that I cannot take care of my kids.  I cannot let myself go to the point I end up in the hospital.  I cannot sacrifice myself to meet their needs, because if I am gone I can't meet their needs.  We have all heard that you cannot pour from an empty cup, so fill your cup first.  I am the first to admit that that is so much easier said than done.  There are still appointments for myself that I have not made and appointments I have not kept, but I am trying.  I joined a gym and go during the small windows of time that all three of my kids are at school.  I would rather nap, but find I actually have more energy if I exercise during those times.  When my husband is home, as much as our son fights the separation from me, I go run or go to the grocery store alone.  On the days when there is no chance of getting out, I force myself to do something for just me, whether it's putting on a Pilate's video or taking an hour to read.  Sometimes that means they get more screen time.  Sometimes it means the dishes don't get done.  But I am slowly discovering that I will never be the best mom I can be if I give all of myself to them.  Since this change I feel better about myself, I am stronger, I have more energy and overall I am a lot happier and more patient with them.

I know not everyone is in the same situation and not everyone has even the small bits of freedom that I now have since our son with autism has started full day school.  And if you would have told me when my kids were 4, 3 and 1 to take some time for myself I would have shot daggers out of my eyes and told you to come babysit.  But I guess I want to encourage all of you in the moments of downtime (however fleeting) that you do get, to choose yourself.  Try to budget for a sitter every once in awhile, find someone who regularly works with special needs kids and work through the separation issues many of our kids have.  Look into respite options offered through your state or your insurance and support organizations that are lobbying for more respite care access and services for families.  When respite or a sitter is not an option, take the five minutes in the car between appointments and put on music you like and enjoy a cup of coffee.  If you're married and your spouse is able, have them take the kids even if they have worked all've worked all day too.  Go for the run.  Get the massage.  Go out with the girls.  Take a bubble bath.  Let a few things around the house go for awhile and save your sanity.  Know that any time you can make for yourself you are doing it for you, but you are doing it for them too.