And so I was surprised that my first very negative comment struck me so hard. I was even more surprised that this comment came from a young man with Aspergers. He had read my post "Holding my Breath" where I talked about my fears, worries, and the statistics of my baby girl developing an Autism Spectrum Disorder. He wanted to know what was so bad about having a child with Aspergers, and that I could not possibly love my son since I did not love his Aspergers.
I don't feel like I have to fully love Aspergers just as I don't love undesirable traits about anyone. The negatives of Aspergers are things we are helping Jacob work to improve on. No different than anyone working on self improvement. And the positives just need to be put in the right direction and I know that Jacob will do incredible things someday!
Every human being has traits and characteristics that are undesirable. No one is made perfect. I can tell you mine. I am not always patient. Sometimes I am quick to judge. I am definitely a worrier. Meeting new people makes me incredibly nervous and anxious. I know that I can be envious at times. I'm sure there are many other things I could add to this list. But does that mean that my own mother loves me less? No. Or my husband? No. That's what unconditional love is. I'm sure if you asked my husband if he detests that I am impatient at times he would say yes, but he still loves me. Does he have to love my impatience to love me fully? Both of my children have undesirable traits. And that is how I view the negatives of Aspergers, simply as traits of Jacob's that are not desirable and things we can work with him on to improve.
I love the way Jacob appreciates and notices all the little things in this world and opens my eyes to things I normally wouldn't have seen. I love his innocence and his naivety to the world. I love how caring and compassionate he can be at times. I love his appreciation for and musical abilities. I love how incredibly smart he is and his ability to retain information and remember everything. I love his uniqueness and his interesting sense of humor. I love his creativity and appreciation for animals. But is this truly Aspergers or just who my son is? Couldn't he just be talented? I see all of Jacob's talents and gifts. But I give that credit to him, not to Aspergers.
But of course along with the good comes the bad. I don't love the meltdowns. I don't love his anxiety and fears that paralyze him from doing things that he wants to enjoy. I don't love the way his peers are beginning to notice and inquire about Jacob's quirkiness. I don't love his inability to go with the flow. I don't love his sensitivities to noises. I don't love his running response to fears.
I wouldn't change Jacob for anything in the world. ASPERGERS DOES NOT DEFINE JACOB. He is much more than that. I wish he didn't have to struggle. I wish it was easier for him. One of the hardest things to witness as a mother is your child struggle or be in pain. The part of Aspergers I don't like is the part that makes my son's life difficult for him. I wish more than anything I could take that part away.
So why would I wish any of that on my baby girl? Jacob wouldn't wish that upon her.
If Jacob had cancer, would I be expected to embrace that, and love his cancer? Would it make sense for me to say, "Oh, I hope my unborn baby has cancer as well?" Of course not! This young man said, that Aspergers was not a disease. Ok...so let's say Jacob was born blind, which would pose many struggles and adaptations. Would anyone in their right mind say, "Oh, I so hope I have another baby that is blind!" Again, of course not! So why, would I WANT Aspergers or another Autism Spectrum Disorder for my baby girl? Obviously if she were on the Spectrum, we would love her to no end, just as we do now. Just as we love her brother. Aspergers is definitely a part of Jacob. My husband and I thoroughly accept that. But Aspergers is not entirely what Jacob is. He is so much more than his Aspergers.
How about looking at it from a logical perspective.
I love my husband.
I do not love golf.
My husband loves golf.
Therefore to love my husband, I must love golf.
Hmm.....that's not going to happen. I tried it once in junior high with my dad, and let's just say it's best I didn't try it again!
So now you are saying, "but golf is a choice. Aspergers is not a choice." Ok...I get that. Let's try this one.
I love my husband.
I do not love Myeloproliferative Blood Disorders.
My husband has a Myeloproliferative Blood Disorder.
Therefore to love my husband, I must love Myeloproliferative Blood Disorders.
Again, not going to happen. Not when it has made him very sick and at some point could end his life. No way can I love that! I could totally do without the countless hours my husband spends at doctor's appointments, lengthy hospital stays, and never ending medical bills! But he was born with it, just like Aspergers. There was no choice. It affects his daily life, just like Aspergers.
So now the last one.
I love my son Jacob.
I do not love Aspergers.
Jacob has Aspergers.
Therefore to love my son Jacob, I must love Aspergers.
Sorry, just like the previous logic statements, it isn't working for me. They are separate to me. They do not have to go together. So that is my logical take on the arguement.
I never realized that this is such a controversial topic with Autism. I am probably setting myself up for even more criticism. Please just bare in mind that everyone is entitled to their opinion, both yours and mine. Many agree with this young man that you must embrace Autism or Aspergers to fully love your child. I'm sorry but I will never LOVE a meltdown my son is having while out in public. Still love my son, just not the meltdown. Which is no different than when my husband leaves his dirty clothes on the bathroom floor. Love my husband to no end, don't particularly care for this action. Or my baby girl launching her food at dinner completely bypassing the splat mat under her seat and staining my carpet. Love my baby girl, don't love the mess. And of course I get that Jacob's meltdowns are something that he can't control, and obviously my husband can learn where the laundry basket is located. But in time Jacob will learn to control his meltdowns and his reactions to things. They will lessen. They will never completely go away, but will become manageable. He already has gotten better on many things that used to bother him.
I do not pretend to know what it is like to live with Aspergers. But I do know what it is like to live with a child with Aspergers. I don't have all the answers, nor do I want them. I am not out there actively searching like a mad woman for a quick "cure", but instead accept my son wholly and try to help him when he struggles.
What I do wish for my son is that he knows and learns what true UNCONDITIONAL love is, and that is exactly what his mother feels for him day in and day out. I celebrate his strengths and courage, but wish the obstacles of Aspergers were not there each day for him.
boy can i chime in on this one!!!
ReplyDeletefirst of all, kudos to you for this post and all of them. your blog is just that. YOURS. your stories, your journey, your joys, your sufferings. remember that you don't owe anyone justification or even an explanation for any of these things. they are your thoughts, your feelings. they belong to you.
yes, everyone is entitled to his or her own opinion. because you are not writing these words with the intention of being hurtful or harmful towards anyone, hopefully you will receive the same kindness / considerations in return when persons leave you comments or feedback. :)
second, i have been criticized before for some things i have written about q's deafness / developmental delays. i wear my heart on my blog. like you, i have tried to offer a glimpse of the real. of our lives. some aspects of real life are less desirable than others.
third, you nailed it when you said aspergers does not define your son. deafness does not define quincie. yes it is part of who she is, a BIG part of who she is. it is undeniably part of her physical make-up, but it is does not define her character or sweet spirit. deaf is not her name nor who she is. she is my daughter. she has a name. :)
a parent has a completely different experience than the child. that is simply a fact. when a parent must absorb a medical diagnosis rendered for her child it is devastating by default. we wouldn't wish pain, suffering, difficulty or hardship on anyone, most especially our own son or daughter. it is not an easy thing to handle, no matter the severity of the diagnosis.
having said that, we learn as we go that perhaps what we worried so much about, or perceived might present difficulty, hardship or suffering simply does not. we are pleasantly surprised at these milestone moments in life and rejoice in them. we would love nothing more than to be proven wrong! :)
quincie's deafness may never cause her a moment of hardship or pain. i can't predict that. i do know firsthand how deafness and developmental delays have impacted our family, especially in these early years. some of the direct results have been painful. that is simply a fact, not a mean spirited statement or sentiment.
i would never want quincie to feel lesser in this life because of a label or diagnosis that was given to her. we want to provide her with every available opportunity to strive and succeed. it is simply an irrefutable fact that she does have physical obstacles to overcome that other people do not. it doesn't mean she will suffer because of it. most likely it means she will be stronger.
i hope quincie is proud of herself someday. of who she is. of her achievements. i know we will be... :)
xoxo allie :)
So this young man doenst know you or what kind of wonderful mom you are...if he does not want judgement then he should not judge..
ReplyDeleteYou are the mom, You should be able to feel and say what ever you want. Only you are living your life. Love your son. Part of that is hurting for him when things cause him pain. I am sorry that some one felt it was their place to even comment such things on your blog. IF YOU DON'T LIKE what you write, stop reading. That is a choice. God loves us because of Jesus, He does not love our sin. Our sin is not a choice we were born with it and we can not ever stop it. But God loves loves us enough to offer guidance and support to help us to be better then we can be on our own. Exactly what God has called to do for Jacob
ReplyDeleteAs usual for me, I just read one of your more recent posts and now find myself digging through some older ones that I have missed. I think you are absolutely right and I too have received some of the same comments about "acceptance" and "focusing on the positives rather than the negatives." Interestingly, those comments also came from a person on the spectrum with very strong feelings on parents seeking "cures". I believe that is nonsense for reasons I couldn't explain better than you just did. Our feelings, fears and emotions are absolutely valid and normal. Don't let anybody tell you otherwise. -Jerry Turning (Bacon and Juice Boxes)
ReplyDeleteExcellent post & very well written. Perhaps this will help shine a little light on those who don't seem to understand that you can hate/dislike the disorder and still love the person!!
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