Typos and all My Nicky
Posted February 17, 2011on:
This weekend, Nicky will blog, he wants at the keyboard, he wants to do all the typing without Mommy hanging over to correct errors… to heck with spelling… Ladies and Gentlemen, you will get pure Nicky. I will let him have at it because he’s happy.
The school is looking into what happened.
Nicky’s world is balanced. Nicky is happy. He is so Happy.
He makes me feel like a superhero.
If you’re a parent, I think you are. I almost said mom, but there are a few darn good fathers out there, too.
Friday. We play, we’ll see if he blogs then or Saturday before respite. Special Saturday for twitter. http://forspecialneeds.co.uk/2011/02/12/special-saturday-12-02-11 check it out, please. I’m letting Nicky on this weekend, too.
I told him that he is loved online. I told him to remember that if anyone tries to tell him different. He’s loved at home. Many of his respite workers adore him, too. I gave him the armor of love. I’m building up his self esteem, I’m trying to give him the tools to defend himself. I told him that he can call home if he needs to. I know I can’t physically wrap my arms around him 24/7. I wish I could. We all want to put that cocoon there, but he has a safety net. I will keep working on it. I don’t give him false words and false dreams, I’m very honest with him, but he can still reach for the stars. Autism doesn’t have to stop him! I told him there is an adult woman who has autism with two kids with autism. It was made too big, I am squashing it down.
He’s funny. He’s smart. He’s lovable. He’s remarkable. He’s Nicky. He’s not rotten. He’s my beautiful butterfly and I love him. I told him I love his autism too and his eyes filled with tears because I told him I wouldn’t cure him if it changed who he was because I love him.
Does it get any better? I don’t think so. I love my child. I thank God I have Nicky. I just hope he realizes what an asset he is to the world. He is. If anyone disagrees with me…. I might remember my teenage years…. I had a foul mouth. I can out cuss the best of them, I just won’t take the Lord’s name in vain. But when mad enough…
But I don’t want to. Not here. Not on forums, nor Twitter, for there are good children that might be looking over the shoulder and I don’t want them reading that language.