Today is Mothering Day here in the UK.
I am sure that my Twitter and Facebook feeds will be full of the tributes to the ‘long-suffering’ #AutismMoms. So after hitting the publish button on this one, I am not touching social media again today.
Because few things make me madder than that bullsh^t!
Yes, I am the Proud Mom of the most delightful, creative, intelligent, compassionate, and just flat out wonderful #LittleHuman there is.
Yes, she also is #HappilyAutistic and #ProudlyPDA.
That means that we face challenges too. One of those is sleep disturbance. While it is getting better as she matures, last night I lost count of the number of times I got up in the night with PanKwake.
But this is NOT another b^tch^n’ session.
This is a #CELEBRATION of #MOTHERHOOD. Of the choice to be a parent.
And a recognition that no one promised you a ‘normal’ child…so stop grieving something you are not entitled to.
Being a parent means making sacrifices. Period. Full stop. Having raised six offspring, four ‘normal’ and two ‘special’ needs…let me enlightened you…ALL #LittleHumans have strengths…and ALL have challenges.
Your job is to do the best you can for them. For each individual. Regardless of strengths or challenges to accept them and love them unconditionally.
To put their needs above your own…365 days a year…for at least eighteen years…sometimes more.
To encourage…enable…and empower them to become the best human beings they can be.
That is the job description of a Mother.
No one…even me…will ever get it right…100% of time. But then you apologize. And you try harder. And do better.
Do we deserve a special day? I’m honestly not sure.
What I do know is…Motherhood is a responsibility. If you don’t want that…cannot handle it for any #LittleHuman you get…’normal’ or #neurodivergent…don’t take the job.
Those words make a pretty d*mned good job description of Motherhood too.