Today I was in one of Brooklyn’s class and while I went in happy and excited to see her, I left sad and in tears. I’ve been on an emotional roller coaster and I’m wondering how long it’s going to last, because frankly I want off the ride!
See, last week my sweet girl was diagnosed with Autism. Thankfully, she’s high functioning which is the best we could have asked for given the diagnosis, but to hear it has shaken me to the core to say the least. I find myself accepting it one minute and crying about it the next.
Her behavior at home and school is like nothing I’ve seen before and all I want to do is take away the struggle, frustration, and anger I see from her and in her eyes, and give her clarity, joy and excitement for her new adventure and those yet to come. There’s nothing worse as a mother than feeling helpless when you see your child hurting. My heart aches for her. I’m a fixer. I’m a doer. And I can’t fix this for her. I can only try to make it better, the best I can, and be there to love her hard, which I do every day with all my heart. ❤️