. It is Autism awareness month. I would love to share with
you a story about the diagnosis of my son; however, I am going to share the
story of my daughter, who is an autism sibling. I want to tell you about my
middle daughter, she is in all reality the oldest, but not really the oldest.
Her brother has autism and although we ask him to does his fair share. He is
not capable of being the oldest sibling at this point. My daughter is the
negotiator, the peace maker, and the oldest sibling. I find myself asking her
to do things, which the oldest sibling should really do. I know that I can
depend on her to help me. I know that this is a burden for a five year old
little girl. I kick myself constantly for laying these demands on her. The
funny thing is she accepts her place with stride. She jumps in when needed; she
reminds me that my son has "Austism" as she calls it. And she informs
me of when she feels he is having a sensory issue. She tries her hardest to
calm him down in the biggest of meltdowns. We waited 5 years to have her. I was
scared and overwhelmed and just plain exhausted. She was just what this family
needed in every way. My daughter has a spunky personality, a take charge
attitude and a caring heart. Even in her toddler days, she had an admiration
for her brother. She is proud to tell who ever will listen that she not only
has a little sister she has an older brother. I think autism siblings are
sometimes overlooked, my youngest daughter at this point is not able to
understand the full concept of what my son has. My middle daughter is trying to
understand and make sense of why her brother is not like her in some ways. I
just know that my daughter was sent to us by an angel so my son would have
someone to guide him and help him out. I am so very proud of her on so many
levels. I feel good knowing that my daughter wants to help and does not focus
on the fact that lots of times most of the attention is placed on her brother.
Thank you god for all of my children, but thank you the most for giving me such
kind and caring ones
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