Wednesday, August 4, 2010
Had THE "talk" today
No no not the sex talk, the Autism talk.....I know I know Brianna is 9 and I should have talked to her a long time ago about it but you know how these things go. She knows she is different, she gets that and I thought if I stuck a label on it that it might totally freak her out. But I don't think it did, though she did sit down next to me a minute ago and say "darn I am sensitive" (this is her and her sisters way of talking of people who are "different"). She skipped camp today so we went out to Ihop for breakfast, I of course got the chocolate chip pancakes, hash browns & sausage, while my little quirky girl got chicken strips and fries, because ya know they make the best fries according to Bri and well she should know it is basically all the kid eats. So we got to talking about her upcoming appointment with Dr. Roth (my savior) and I asked her if she knew why she goes and sees Dr. Roth, so that got the ball rolling. We talked about her sensory issues and how her socks have to be on just right and how she has to wear "soft" pants and how smells can do her in and how this all went together with Autism. Thankfully our neighbor is also autistic (well not thankfully I wish nothing more then for our kids to all be "normal)so I got to use him as an example as an extreme case of Autism, then we threw Kyleigh in the mix of a less severe case of Autism but definitely more severe then Brianna, and then there are kids like Brianna who have some issues that make life more difficult for them but we work together to get through them, because we are a team, we are family and that is what families do for each other. I think she got it, I am not sure how she actually feels about it all, heck I am not sure how I feel about it all. I sometimes wish I were one of those people who can skate along life with nothing bad ever happening to them, wish I still had my parents here with me, all my children, no issues, no worries. But I guess then I would not appreciate the good that happens as much as I do. Why does life have to be so darn difficult sometimes?