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I'm a new autism parent. Our son was diagnosed in May, 2009. He turned four this month. I wanted to express my emotions and discuss the challenges we have worked through in the past few months. I'm sure that many, if not all autism mothers (and fathers) have had similar experiences.

I think that getting a diagnosis of autism for your child is perhaps one of the most devastating things that can happen to a parent, short of a terminal illness or death. In the first few weeks/months, I have experienced all of the stages of grief: denial, anger, barganing, depression and acceptance.

We all know something about the nature of the conscious mind. We think, feel and act and are conscious of our thoughts, feelings and actions. And whatever we think, feel and do, in other words all our experiences, they’re all stored in the subconscious mind.

Autism One Social Network is a group of individuals from all walks of life that are available to assist especially in times of crisis situations.
Since we cannot physically be with you in times of a crisis, in collaborating with others, we have put together a few ideas to implement when and if times arise when you need HELP and have nobody to turn to!
Autism can absolutely push a parent to the brink of insanity we have seen that on the news and most of us parents have been there more often than we care to admit!
I received a telephone call from a distraught parent who lives out of state.

To whom it may concern:
Today they say I'm five,
and they say that I'm alive.

To whom it may concern:
Why am I scared? It's really not right.
Why do the monsters come out at night?

To whom it may concern:
I'm all alone inside,
and no-one hears my cries.

To whom it may concern:
I have bright blue eyes,
and I love the night skies.

To whom it may concern:
Why did you say it was okay,
to take my life away?

To whom it may concern:
You really think vaccines are harmless and okay?
I'll remember that while I'm keeping the monsters at bay.

To whom it may concern:

Your eyes
they give me hope
hope that the world will love you
hope that you understand
hope that there is a brighter tomorrow
hope that you will take my hand.

Your eyes
I see that they are screaming
I know what they say is true
you dont have to explain it to me
I'll always fight for you.

Your eyes
They make me humble
to see the world like you
we are all so grown up and jaded
we dont see the beauty you do.

For that I say we are lucky
lucky to know such a love
so rest your beautiful eyes tonight
and dream of whats yet to come.

I wasnt me until you
I wasnt whole
I wasnt true.

You came in with a hurricane
I should have known it was more than rain

I wanted a baby perfect as could be
a baby would love and resemble me

I had no idea the kind of mom you would need
I cant do it... I thought
Im too selfish for this seed

I was only seeing the world through my eyes
I didnt see it was masked with all of these lies

Lies about how you were ok
lies about boys speaking slower they would say

Then one day I realized it wasnt you who needed excuses
but me, because in my heart I felt useless

Article From: Lisa Jo Rudy, About.com.

Question: What Do Sensory Integration Therapists Do for Children with Autism?
What exactly does a sensory integration therapist do? What kinds of outcomes can parents expect for their children with autism and sensory processing disorder?

Both Spiro and Peter started OSR 2 weeks ago. My non verbal son Peter, started singing to "Old MacDonald" "If You're Happy and You Know It" and "The Wheels on the Bus". I feel like I've won the lottery!!!!!

How do you quell the anxiety for a child that is well aware of his or her surroundings? My son is one of those wonderful kinds of Apsies. My DH is an Aspie that love his news. My son hears the stuff going on about H1N1. He could not shut down last night due to the HIGH level of anxiety due to the news and his parents talking about it. He was first hysterical about teh shot then to find out about it being mass given out at school--OH BOY you would have thought that the world was coming to an end.

I often say that I wish there were two of me but that the world has a difficult enough time coping with but one. I do so wish that I could boast Lin, the mother warrior of all things autism and Lin, the person that must join the ranks of the world as we know it. The world where you earn a pay check, care for your family and home, contribute to society and are considered a productive asset to your community. For me, it is near impossible to be both. Autism demands entirely too much time and attention. You or least I end up choosing one over the other. I chose my son, who has autism.