No.....not my son....oh the Denial

When i first heard that my eldest son was autistic i thought to myself, "what a load of bollox !!"...i really did, i mean look at him, he has ten fingers ten toes, he can walk he can laugh, he is happy....what more do these people expect from a two year old? they dont even know him, they dont live with us.....he is just a child....how can they say he has no imagination? they already said he was deaf and the hearing tests proved he can hear better than most....maybe he just doesnt want to talk to them...

The main reason i think i was in denial now is because he had traits similiar to me, he didnt like to be with others, he didnt feel the need to talk...also i felt different to others and i think deep down i wanted so much for him to be a normal person and have a life different to mine, without the wonder of why he is different....its just so hard to hear.........what bothers me the most is these people telling me they know it must be hard....i really dont think they do...thats like me telling someone with no arms and legs i know it must be hard...i dont, i havent a clue what its like for them.

Its really hard to accept that our kids have problems at first....you look at them different...you go through a period where all you can do is feel sorry for them or is it for yourself? but after a while i realized that there not different there special.....they dont feel sorry for themselves...they are actually making the most of there lives, their not dwelling on limitations and obstacles, their getting on and overcoming them..