We’re here again….April. Today is World Autism Awareness Day. Pretty much everywhere we look there is some message about autism. I admit, I am wearing my blue today. I have on an electric blue sweatshirt. I clipped my blue hair clip into my hair. All 3 boys are wearing blue. Hubz is, too. Also? Hubz put the blue lights outside last night. It is hard to miss that this family is trying its best to spread Autism Awareness and Acceptance.
Now, the wearing blue, the lights, the changing of Facebook profile pictures…those we do for us. Hubz and I go through these motions because we want to let people, and especially our son, know that we support and accept those who are autistic. And we support all of the numerous other parents and autistics out there. We do. We may not fully understand where each and every one is coming from, but it’s our way of saying, “me, too”.
At age (almost) 7, we have just started telling Tate about his autism. He looks at us while we try to explain it, and while we try to explain why he does therapy, but when we search his face for a sign of understanding, it isn’t quite there. We’ll keep talking and explaining, and one of these days he will (hopefully) start to better grasp the message. And, as he starts to understand more about himself and what makes certain things hard for him, and other things second nature, he will hopefully see that we have unending support for him. We will have his back. Always.
And as he starts to become more self aware, and is able to communicate how he wants us to handle Autism Awareness/Acceptance Day, we will follow his lead. Because, after all, this is about him, and who he is….that joyful, smart, fun-loving kid who loves fans, trains, numbers and (currently) Doc McStuffins.