Because I really want to know.
Sometimes I fantasize about running errands and grocery shopping. Freely, that is. I mean, without all the logistical hoop jumping that has to take place before, during and after.
Before: rustling up the courage to ask someone to either go with me on errands or come watch the family so I can go alone. Then once I’ve got a helper in tow, figuring out when, where, and how it’s going to happen. Get everyone dressed appropriately and toileted and pray that no one has a bathroom emergency before you get to the store.
During: finding the patience to deal with the meltdowns in the store and grabbing grabbing hands before they grab another grape or cherry and plop it in their mouth. Or, fielding the 1.2 thousand text messages you’re getting from the auties and the babysitter while calculating the difference in cost if you buy 10 pounds of cheese versus 1 pound.
After: Dealing with the meltdowns because everyone’s tired and stressed from running errands with you. or the stress of being left at home without you. And praying you don’t meltdown yourself. Not that it would do any good or that anyone would notice.
On a particularly faith-filled day I might fantasize about going to a movie with my husband or getting away for the weekend. But most days I don’t have the energy for that. (Not the getaway. The thinking about and hoping for it. )
Now, before you think I’m complaining, I’m really not. This is just reality. And it’s so much a part of our lives, that we’ve grown used to it. We don’t stop to think about how we can’t do anything spontaneously until someone says, “want to go to a movie?” or “Want to get away with us for a few days to the Poconos?”
Alright, I admit, we never get asked to go to the Poconos. We live in Indiana. But you get the idea, right?
“Uhm. No. Sorry. Can’t. Can’t leave the boys alone even though they’re 20 years old. Can’t leave Mama alone, either, even though she’s 80 years old (she has Alzheimer’s).”
I know, I know, our life would be so much simpler if we just put them in a home.
But would it, really?
I think it’s just exchanging one stress for another. And besides, what if we warehoused everyone who inconvenienced us?
Seriously, though, the thought has crossed my mind more than once. But the twins are still in high school and it doesn’t seem right to find them “a home” before they graduate. And Mama? Well, she gets a lot more stimulation with us (trust me on this point) than she would in a home. So she’s staying, too.
Besides, group homes aren’t exactly a haven. Those hired to work in group homes are paid a pittance. It’s hard to attract quality people to work as a caregiver. No one is going to care as much as family.
Still, family needs a break now and then. All parents and caregivers need respite. Time to recharge. I wish people could learn to reach out and offer to help, but everyone is so busy. Way too busy. Busy, busy, busy.
I also think people are afraid of kids with autism. They worry they won’t be able to interact with them. I admit, it is a little overwhelming sometimes. But it’s a worthwhile, important endeavor. It’s part of what makes us human.
Caring. Kindness. Love. People with autism need those things.
And so do their parents.
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I remember this feeling well, though for slightly different reasons. My children were on the spectrum, and had food allergies and ADD.
It just makes everything hard work, right down to going to the supermarket.
Harder still, most people don’t understand – so I wanted you to know that I understand -at least a bit xx
Hi again, Rebecca! My husband has ADD and so does another one of my biological children (the twins are adopted). So I know very well what ADD looks like. The twins have ADD as well. I think I’ve been around ADD people for so many years I’ve developed some traits myself (or I had it and just didn’t know it). 🙂 I love having you stop by and share! Thanks for helping me feel like I’m not alone!
Oh, Karla, and I thought I had it tough being a homeschooling mom back in the day and feeling I was on 24/7 duty, my mom was in assisted living, and my husband traveled a lot. I truly admire you. I will pray for you for these other areas in your life as well.