Author: Monkeynism AKA Autism

I'm the mom of a beautiful boy, who happens to have autism.

Be there. ❤️

Football has never been a big part of my family. My husband is more into boxing than any other sport. Super bowls are fun simply because we get to hang out with family and friends. Before my son was born, we would go to football super bowl parties all the time. We’d eat and hang…

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Not so different after all.

The monkey has been infatuated with this rug. he received it a few years back for Christmas and he never cared for it much. But for the past few months, he loves it. He carries it with him up the stairs, down the stairs, outside , anywhere around the house. Sometimes the dogs will lay…

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He is so much more.

If you are in my home at 5:30 when I get home from work, you will hear loud noises coming from my son because he’s anxious that my parents are leaving. He hugs one very hard then runs to hug the other. He hugs them both so hard that sometimes it seems like he’s going…

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Our moment.

The monkey has started to try to sing when he hears YouTube songs. Right now he’s trying to sing the B.I.N.GO. song. And the humming that he does, renews this hope inside of me. And I try to push it away or to ignore it because hope can be so dangerous. We’ve had it before….

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These are the moments.

My husband is sitting on the kitchen table grading his students’ essays. The monkey and I are sitting on the sofa just hanging out. Then my husband got upset. He can’t find an essay. “Damn it!”, he yells. My son gets off the sofa and runs towards my husband to hug him and kiss him….

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We forget to see the now.

This is a constant struggle for me. I constantly fight to enjoy the now. To enjoy my son’s smile, laughter, and to stop worrying about what the future holds for for him.

An act of kindness.

Last night the monkey slept great. And this morning he was in such a good mood. He was happy as he was getting ready to go to school. Since he was doing so good, my husband asked if it’d be okay if he left a little early, he had to go to Walmart on his…

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