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World Autism Awareness Day: I Love Someone With Autism

World Autism Awareness Day: I Love Someone With Autism

November 17, 2006 at 4:51 AM, my world was forever changed. I was a 20-year-old new mom, looking down at my daughter swaddled in hospital blankets. I had never felt more proud to have brought this tiny treasure into the world and I knew I would go to the ends of the earth for her.

Mama bear instincts are real. And it’s true, the moment us women give birth, we are changed past the feel good emotions of oxytocin to make us bond faster with our children, but our physiology is hardwired differently and life as we knew is changed forever. Scientific Americanreports that pregnancy and lactation hormones may alter the brain, “increasing the size of the neurons in some regions and producing structural changes in others.” I also know a mother or two who would fist bump me for shouting from the rooftops that:

Mom brain is a real thing!

I had accepted my calling to be a mother. Did not matter that I was single and that I, by all accounts, was ridiculed for not marrying my daughter’s father. I knew I was purposed to not hide behind the shadows of a fledgling marriage and that my daughter deserved a happy mother.

Interestingly enough, I like to believe that I was setup for the fight of my life with my daughter. I had experienced hardship as a young girl, steeled myself against getting kicked out the house because I was pregnant, that somewhere along the lines…I was born a warrior. A fighter with a resilient mind poised for the brawl of a lifetime.

When my daughter was diagnosed with autism, I laughed because I thought the therapist said, “Ms. Banks, your daughter is artistic.” I, of course, said, “I know she’s artistic, my entire family is creative, but why isn’t my daughter engaging with me? Why isn’t she speaking?”

I was in denial.

When I think about the time my daughter was initially diagnosed, according to the doctor report, my kiddo should be off in some corner staring at a wall. If I would have left it up to them, my daughter would not have a life of independence and strength.

People attach so much negative stigma to anything that is different to them. Autism is a neurodevelopmental disorder. And, I still find “disorder” to be subjective. Somewhere I ended up attaching myself to the definition of disorder as a disrupt in the systemic way of functioning. I’m totally OK with a revolution in thought and social processes.

But from the time I snatched my daughter from that diagnostic room till now, everyday has been a fight. My daughter and I have fought for the life she should have and what I knew in my heart she was capable of achieving. I dreamed of the memories she could make, the sports she could participate in.  We have fought with school administrators and therapists and even our own emotions

The word Autism is overshadowed at times by peoples misinterpretation of individuality. I asked my daughter, “baby, what are the main things you want people to know about autism?” My daughter said to me, ”

If I learn a different way, If I socialize a different way, I cannot and will not let myself be stereotyped by anyone’s small thinking. Everyone has the right to be comfortable and free to learn they way we need to without fear. – Nevaeh

Our children teach us so much. And I thank God everyday for selecting me to be the warrior mom of a miraculous activist and revolutionary. My prayer is that if you don’t remember anything else, remember that labels come with a living, breathing, thriving person behind them. Please treat each other with kindness and acceptance.

3 Comments
  • Justin Hamilton
    Posted at 11:51h, 17 March Reply

    Long time reader, first time commenter — so, thought I’d drop
    a comment.. — and at the same time ask for a favor.

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    (and don’t mind if I steal it? :P)

    I just launched my small businesses site –also built in wordpress like yours– but the theme slows (!) the site down quite a bit.

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    Keep up the good work– and take care of yourself during the coronavirus scare!

    ~Justin

  • Dr. Frank Derratt
    Posted at 16:57h, 02 April Reply

    You are Expressing the sentiments of many women keep up the good work.
    Dr. Frank Derratt

  • Debora Harper Mays
    Posted at 21:35h, 02 April Reply

    This is well said and so true. Mother’s do possess a natural instinct to fight for their children. You are doing an excellent job with Nevaeh. She’s very active and communicates extremely well. Continue to post updates of your Journey overcoming the challenges of parenting your daughter. They are meaningful and encourage others that they to can raise their child successfully.

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