Our journey in the Autism Spectrum

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A Sibling’s Need to Connect

From the moment we told Molly she was going to have a baby brother or sister she was so excited and was wanting to bond with her new sibling even before he was born, singing and reading to my belly.  She even took the news that she was, in fact, going to have a baby brother quite well.  When Henry was born she was 7 1/2 years old. She was a wonderful big sister!

She still is a wonderful big sister…but it’s gotten harder. This journey in the Autism Spectrum is not something she signed up for~none of us did! From about the time Henry was 18 months old, Molly and Henry’s bond changed…for Molly, quite often that special bond was just gone. Disappeared. She didn’t understand. As a family we seemed to be in constant crisis mode (along with having added baby sister, Lucy, to the mix right at that time). We were all beyond stressed-out and sleep deprived.  For those 2 years before the diagnoses we were five individuals desperately searching for some connection with and understanding from each other.  We were seeking calm and peace and trying to find where we all fit in to this new family of five!  All this during Molly’s tween years! Can you imagine!?!

Getting Henry’s diagnoses of PDD-NOS and ADHD I think helped Molly understand a little by giving a name and an explanation for Henry’s behaviors. But it didn’t make things easier. That didn’t make her feelings of loss of that connection with her brother go away. Now at 13 years old, she has become quite an advocate for autism awareness; a true autism warrior in her own right. But still I cannot imagine how difficult it must be for her at times.

She understands what autism is and can give a very insightful explanation about this Spectrum better than just about anyone I know. But I see the pain in her eyes when Henry “rejects” her. Screaming at her when all she does is enter the room, calling her names when she just wants to interact with him, hitting her, throwing things or spitting at her…it hurts me too. Learning that Henry does indeed LOVE her and miss her when she is not here, learning to love and connect with him on his terms…that can be extremely difficult for an adult let alone a kid!!! But still she keeps trying and I am ever so thankful for this…her determined spirit to connect with her brother says so much about her character!

This past year has been a particularly difficult time for Molly~ most I believe is just “normal” teenage stuff. But add to that a sibling that she  loves and wants to desperately feel she has a relationship with that happens to be on the autism spectrum…well, let’s just say the situation has been painful and many times, explosive. Thankfully, it seems a place she has found  some solace and MUCH understanding is with her sibling support group. It has given her a place where she has a sense of real belonging; a place that is just for her where she knows she is understood. (And I think it has also given her an appreciation for just how “high-functioning” her own brother is! It has helped put things into perspective.)

Several months back Molly made a journal for each of her siblings. They periodically work on these books together, just one-on-one, coloring pictures, writing down games and activities that they do together. From time to time through this book she again finds some connection with Henry.   A few weeks ago I posted a picture here of Henry and Molly holding marbles. It was a day that was a true oasis in a week of fighting, hurt feelings, slamming doors, and hateful words thrown about between the kids. School was out, camps were over for the summer and quarters were feeling quite close. And we were getting ready to go on a family trip in a couple of days! (Talk about forced bonding! I was dreading this trip with what had been going on between the kids all summer!)

Anyway, on this day Molly tried once more to feel a connection with Henry. He had gone into her room and found her marble collection. (He LOVES marbles, small round beads and rocks). Whether or not Molly had invited him in or he made himself at home there I do not know. (At the time, Lucy and I were having time together in our downstairs family room.)  Whatever the circumstance, Molly saw his interest as an opportunity…she pulled out Henry’s journal and they began to play and count and name all the marbles. (A very creative moment to boot!) At first I didn’t notice how quiet things were upstairs. Then occasionally I would here some quiet giggles and talking. This went on for most of the morning!!! I was afraid to go see for myself for fear of “breaking the spell”. Finally after several hours I couldn’t take it anymore and had to go see for myself. When they showed me what they were doing and Henry excitedly listed all the names of every marble and I saw such joy and happiness in BOTH their eyes…my heart swelled!

At this moment I was silently pleading with Molly to understand that this was a moment to hold on too! Grab it and hold it tight!!! Later I tried to say as much to her, but again, understanding and really remembering this is hard for most I think! But it gave me hope and I think it gave Molly hope as well!

We left a few days later on our trip and I do think Molly did take to heart this “teaching moment” about the need to connect with Henry on his terms. We had one of our best family trips ever! Again, Molly was an outstanding big sister and spent A LOT of time interacting her siblings, especially our time spent at Lake Michigan.   The dynamics of all our relationships with each other will continue to change (and hopefully grow even closer) frequently as our family continues this journey in the spectrum.  I hope Molly will always  try to maintain a closeness, a true connection, with her brother~ I know his love for her is always there, even if she doesn’t always see it. I am praying her heart will remember these times and that she knows just how special she is and how proud I am of her!

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Beading With The Dude

From very early on I have always been searching for ways to connect with my son. A way we can do things together, being able to talk  about whatever that may be or just having a chat while we are working together. Our first activity together was baking. It was the one thing we did together where Henry was engaged in the activity and with me. He loved measuring and listing the ingredients and numbering the steps needed to get to the finished baked good. Oh, and of course, sampling!  From about the time he was two until he was almost four, we baked like nobody’s business and had a freezer full of tasty breads, cookies, muffins, and pies at any given time! That activity eventually waned and he moved on to building and inventing things and with this Henry prefers generally to work alone, envisioning designs that only he alone can see. In a way, this move away from baking was probably a good thing for healthier living in the long-run.  But since then I continually try to look for things that he and I can do where there is that real connection. A true mutual participation in a shared project.

Did I mention we also love to sample?

Recently I have acquired a new hyper-focus. Jewelry making. I have been having so much fun with it and the little ones love all the pretty colored beads and stones and charms. Of course, it is easy to make bracelets, anklets and necklaces for the girls. For Henry, it is a bit more challenging for me. For one, I am just not that skilled so I am limited in that way but also because well, “boy” jewelry is just hard.

My friend at Crow Steals Fire made Henry this great bracelet made of green leather with a copper disk stamped with a robot for the charm. It is really cute and Henry loves it except that he says it tickles his wrist so he won’t wear it for long.

He loves the beads and stones and sees the jewelry the girls are wearing and he has been asking for bead jewelry of his own. The pink and blue beads are his favorites but today I was able to influence him toward “real grown-up dude colors”. So away I went, swimming in a sea of seed beads. He was pretty patient for a long time (relatively speaking) and then he couldn’t take it any more.

After a string of questions every few minutes, “Are you done yet?” “When will it be done?” “Now?” “How much longer?” Finally, he started asking if he could help. Oy! I imagined beads everywhere, parts and pieces on the floor, counter and chair. He began messing with my tools, digging in the beads. At this rate I told him it was going to take me even longer! I wasn’t even halfway done. Then he was the one that came up with a brilliant idea.

“Well, can I help? I could hand you the beads you need.” Wow! Fine motor skills has never been one of Henry’s strong points and is pretty much NEVER a choice that he makes!

*palm to forehead* Duh!

“Well, that’s a great idea, Henry! Sure you can help but you need to listen and follow directions.”

He chose his tool he wanted to use as a tweezers and for half an hour he handed me seed beads, one at a time. (Talk about a fine motor skills work-out!) He didn’t want to string them himself but was just thrilled to be using a tool and helping! We talked about the colors of the beads and how tiny they were and how many there were. We counted them. We chatted about his favorite shows and even included Lucy in our conversations and we discussed her recently acquired jewelry. Connection! Love it!!!

And not only did he practice fine motor skills  and following directions he was able to revel in a sense of accomplishment! He was so proud of the necklace he helped to make! Since yesterday he has worn it quite a bit. I think because of the weight of it, it doesn’t feel “ticklely” to him and the fact that I put a magnetic clasp on it for him (he LOVES magnets) he can take it on and off by himself.

I don’t know how long he may be interested in this new activity or if he’ll even want to do it again, for a short while yesterday, we really, really connected!

Henry’s gear necklace.

Dude!

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