What Are You Going To Do When Mom Is Dead?

Cameron took this pic last summer.

That was the question posed by Ryan to his younger brothers!  Within that question, Ryan touched on an aspect of life for all of us:  facing my own mortality through the eyes of my children.

For any parent of a special needs child, the thought of how his or her child will survive is a constant thought and concern.  For me, this has become more of a reality.  I face surgery again for the second time in six months to remove a tumor.  The first tumor was benign, and I hope it is again.  NOT that anyone has indicated that this tumor is life threatening, but leave it to a teen with autism to reduce life to the basics!

My husband and I have tried to raise our children to be independent, knowing right from wrong, enabling them to make good choices, and living without fear.  Well, we haven't finished the job, and I want/need more time with my boys.  (Don't we all?)

So back to Ryan.  He questioned his brothers because they weren't doing their part to help with dinner.  They had also asked questions that bothered Ryan, questions about who had to do what when.  He got exasperated, and blurted out the question, "What are you going to do when Mom is dead?"  He continued, "You're going to have to do it yourself."

I was within ear shot, but I didn't say anything.  I wanted to observe how the younger two boys reacted.  I couldn't see their faces.  They must have been momentarily stunned.  Ryan did not relent.  His face continued to ask the question!  The younger brothers kicked into action.  No longer did they stall.  Instead of asking the questions, they volunteered to do the tasks. Within a few minutes, everything for dinner was done.

This is not the first time that Ryan has asked his brothers this question.  Ryan has become aware of my daily routine since he has graduated from high school.  Within the last six months, Ryan has matured greatly.  I've heard him say, "I better step up," when he sees me get behind.

Ryan is growing up, and he is becoming quite aware of others outside his world.  For any young adult with autism, that is an accomplishment.  For a mom worried about the future of her kids, that is a great comfort!

This brings a sense of peace!

I Want To Be Like My Big Brother

Ryan, Nick, Michael, Cameron

When the boys were in elementary school, teachers often had them write about whom they admired.  Without fail, the answer would be, "My big brother."

With four boys still in the house, many assume the younger boys mean Stuart.  While Stu is fun-loving, hardworking, and admirable, he is not always the big brother being referenced.  In our family, the big brother is the the tallest, ie 6'2".  Literally the BIG brother.  Michael.

Michael has been out of the house for a decade now.  He lives about a mile away.  Far enough to live his own life, but close enough to help.  Michael knows the challenges facing his little brothers, and many times he takes them to offer me reprieve.

My younger sons usually like going over the Mike's because they get to play video games, eat (gluten free) fast food, drink sodas, stay up late, and do nothing.  Then there's the flip side.  Mike keeps them busy.  He usually has a project or two going on.

This month they are making a bench out of an old bar.  The plans for the bench hang on the garage wall.  The wood and tools cover the floor.  The boys show me various aspects.  Each one voices what he likes (or doesn't like) about the project.  They like using the tools.  The loud noises--not so much.

Mike has a knack for solving problems, like getting the boys to work together on a project that is new to them.  They might complain at first, but ultimately, they have a good time completing the tasks at hand.  They then have a great sense of accomplishment.  Priceless!

Two Autistic Teens Go To Homecoming Dance!

Ryan and Nick are at their high school's Homecoming Dance. Since their chelation in July, both have been talking and conversing quite a bit. This is beyond what I had ever hoped for. Ryan is on a date, and Nick "carpooled" with a girl he knew from kindergarten. They are socially emerging!!! Quite an accomplishment.