How do you know when you have reached acceptance? I find myself jealous of parents with typically developing kids and asking 'why me' a lot. I feel like I have accepted my situation, but it doesn't make me any less sad. If you truly accept your SN kid does the sadness go away?
I am on antidepressants and see a therapist.
Re: Acceptance
But, over time, I have found that the bitterness comes less frequently, and doesn't stay with me as long as it used to. I've found that I've even been able enjoy the good parts while I'm feeling down and out (something I wasn't able to do 1.5 years ago).
For me, what's helped the most is being kind to myself, and recognizing my feelings are neither good nor bad. It's me saying, "Yes, I am jealous/angry/sad. My feelings are legitimate." Somehow, embracing my bitterness allows me to let it go. And, it gives me the opportunity to embrace the good. (Of course, talking about this now, helps me realize what I need to do in regards to the post I just made... But I digress).
In addition to all of this, those closest to me have gone through a lot in the past couple of years. My niece was institutionalized for psychological issues, my best friend began having marital issues, my cousin just got out of a very abusive marriage, and my grandfather was just diagnosed with stage 4 lung cancer. And so, I'm slowly realizing that no life is perfect, everyone goes through shit at some point. And, the best we can do is try to enjoy what we can.
I can so relate to everything you all have said.
I thought that I had accepted it, but with the onset of new atypical behaviors and the realization that DS's autism is not as mild as I thought, I'm in a really bad place again, as bad as when he was first diagnosed. I feel like I am kind of cycling through the stages of grief. I guess it's two steps forward, one step back? The thing that makes me the most depressed is that I'll never get to a place where the hurt and sadness don't creep up.
Auntie- I only have one child too and feel that being a grandmother is also unlikely for me. That hurts. So even as an older adult, when my sisters and friends start becoming grandmothers, I'll still feel that hurt. Ugh.
We had fair day on Tuesday and I took time off to go with DS and his daycare. I decided to meet up with the daycare before we set off.
During breakfast, a 4 year old little girl in DS's class told me DS doesn't listen, takes toys and chairs away. She asked me why DS talks the way he does and I told her he is still learning. I noticed DS's classmates were having conversations amongst each other. I got sad and hurt.
After our field trip, I left DS at the daycare for a few hours.
When I came back the same little girl said bye to DS when I went to pick him up. His other classmates said bye to him, too! So here I accepted the autism.
I know I will be cycling through it all again. Maybe tomorrow. Maybe next week. This will be going on and on throughout DS's life.
DD1, 1/5/2008 ~~~ DD2, 3/17/2010
When he's doing well, I'm doing really well. But when he's struggling socially, behaviorally, in pain, not sleeping, having frequent sensory meltdowns, I tend to get really weighed down in it. When I see him struggling to use his hands to do daily tasks, being unable to smile on command for a photograph, looking confused while interacting with peers, or failing to recognize close family members, I get really sad for him. I don't see that going away.
Then often other people say "they don't see it" and "he seems fine." So, I tend to try to cling to that for a while, but it never lasts.
DS 09/2008