When I was asked to start a parenting blog it was kind of assumed that I would write and podcast a ton about my autistic son. Nope. Turns out him being autistic doesn’t really mean much for my blogging or podcasting effort. That’s mostly because his autism doesn’t really mean anything special for me as a parent.
My son rules. Like legit rules. He’s not the burden society would have you believe autistic kids are. He’s not a puzzle missing a piece. He’s certainly not some kind of mystery locked in his “own little world”. But April is/was Autism Acceptance Month and I did take that opportunity to write about my son. But I did so by turning my blog and podcast over to people who are actually autistic.
So here is a link to my blog, which I sample below. Also take a moment to listen to my podcast, which I turned over to an autistic friend.
I have no idea what it’s like to be autistic. That’s something I need to remind myself as I write this blog post.
I’m not a spokesperson for the autistic community. Organizations that present themselves as allies shouldn’t solely rely on my feedback as they go about setting agendas and priorities for how to help autistic people.
I am not autistic. My beautiful son is.
But even his autism doesn’t make me better qualified to speak about the spectrum that is made up of countless people who are actually autistic. That’s what this post and this podcast are about. Their voices.