I am a mom who doesn’t claim to know everything because I am just a mom. I am a proud mom however of a beautiful and bright child, whose name is Daniel. The word “bright” isn’t usually framed around the word autism in one sentence. Even though my son has autism, he will be bright to me always.
I didn’t know I would have a son with autism in my life, and I have often said to myself “I didn’t sign up for this.” After high school I journeyed on to become a teacher, which is a profession I loved. I met my husband from Ireland, he joined the army, and here I am at 43 with three kids later and an army wife, which carries its own burdens and challenges. Now, I work remotely as a writer, copy editor, and blogger. You can follow my blog for following my son’s journey in the autism universe or Mom’s Advice in Navigating the Autism Universe: https://autismadvicemoms.home.blog/ & https://www.facebook.com/swimmingautism/
Now, lets rewind to the time Danny was born. In the back of my mind I always knew there was something not right. I used my mothering instinct and knew something was wrong when Danny screamed and screamed without being soothed with anything possible in this world as a baby. By the time he was three years old, he had no language, no words, or even nonverbal communication was void.

When he turned three he was finally diagnosed with much advocating for getting my child help. ABA therapy was the best treatment at the time, but waitlists were endless so he went a year without treatment. Meanwhile I had searched and searched to fix Danny, to cure Danny, to find answers behind autism. That word “autism” was something to be solved, and I became obsessed to find a cure in a vitamin or diet.

Fast forward today and Danny is talking and interacting and loving life. However, we all know as your child grows older there are NEW challenges that arise: anxiety, frustrations, fixated preferences. Even at the age of 7 he is fixated on objects that he can’t let go of and won’t share even at SEVEN! He has played one board game and one card game with his siblings. Intricate interactions that require more than two steps are still very difficult and usually end in retreat behaviors.

Now I know autism is uncurable, and I finally embraced it for what it is: a neurological disorder. My son was also born with other medical problems that unfortunately doctors didn’t want to address for years. Throwing up was Danny’s norm until the doctors finally figured it out. Doing this all on my own without a husband (army) was difficult. But now Danny gets a lot of nutritional supports to help him thrive and grow and not agitate his digestive system.

He is now healthy, but don’t get me wrong somedays I want to run away down the street screaming. Sometimes he blows up and gets frustrated, but I can say in one sentence now he is “bright” and beautiful. I love his smiles, which brightens my day, every day.

My goal now with my son is to help him as much as possible with communicating and moving through academic and social road blocks, which is appearing to be very challenging at the moment in his life. My child continues to be bright! Life is difficult, but staying positive, as corny as that sounds, is important otherwise we forget why we as mothers are in this beautiful and challenging job called “motherhood.”















