He Does Love You
In the bath tonight, M said that C doesn’t love him. When asked why he thought that, M said, simply, “Because he doesn’t say it.” And now it gets tough. You see, it’s obvious to us how much C loves … Continue reading
Reflections on being the father of a boy with autism.
In the bath tonight, M said that C doesn’t love him. When asked why he thought that, M said, simply, “Because he doesn’t say it.” And now it gets tough. You see, it’s obvious to us how much C loves … Continue reading
There’s another boy in all of this, the other twin, the one who might someday read this blog and wonder if we considered him as much as we consider his brother. The one who sees all the special attention and … Continue reading
An update to yesterday’s post: after this morning’s three-hour ABA session and one hour off O2, C’s oxygen level was 80%. This is very low (read: not good). So, while his progress is positive overall, it’s clear that any extra … Continue reading
I feel terrible. Tonight when I put C in bed, he wouldn’t stop crying. I asked him what was wrong, but he couldn’t respond coherently. I knew he was exhausted after a full day of therapy, so I rubbed his … Continue reading
Here is a photo that breaks a tiny bit of my heart. It was taken yesterday at a third birthday party for one of the girls in C’s preschool. The children—including C’s twin—were engaged in dancing, singing, pretend play, and … Continue reading
When I was in middle school, there was a boy named Peter who was constantly being bullied. He was slight, with straight sandy blonde hair that framed large, dark eyes. He wore a navy blue puffy coat and backpack at … Continue reading
Our twins, M and C, have been together since inception, near each other always, except for brief stints when C was hospitalized for lung disease. They are close in many ways; they even look enough alike that people often ask … Continue reading