Sunday, October 21, 2012
So it happened today. My little girl asked me point blank about autism. What is it. What does it mean. How is it affecting her. Why does she have it. Etc, etc. I tried to explain that nobody really knows what it is or what causes it but it's why it's so hard for her to do certain things or takes longer to learn things. Tough, tough questions. The best part was when she was trying to ask about accuracy in how she says her words and couldn't say "accuracy"
Finally she tried to spell it for me. She didn't spell it correctly but it was close enough that I understood what she meant.
She is so incredibly sweet and loving. I tried to explain the best I could that it's just part of who she is and it doesn't change how I feel about her but that it is hard for other children to understand how to play with her. I told her that sometimes I get frustrated but I know the mood swings and other difficulties aren't her fault.
I wish I had better answers for her. Heck, I wish I had any decent answer at all. But she's my girl and that's really all that matters. I don't know what to tell her because I don't understand autism, either. All I know is it doesn't change how I feel about her in the least.