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My Autistic Son: A Day in My Life - Autism Syndrome Disorder (ASD) Children and Their Siblings

Hello there, dear reader! Today's chapter is all about the siblings, their unique roles in an ASD family, and the dynamics that exist within such unique setups. So buckle up!

JJ Has a Younger Brother

JJ's little brother, fondly called Mr. MD, entered our lives at a time when we were juggling between financial stresses and coming to terms with JJ's Autism diagnosis. Our home was filled with baby giggles, cries, and an overpowering aroma of Soy milk, as Mr. MD had a fussy tummy and could only keep down this light alternative.

Thinking back, it's ironic how MD's easy demeanor shifted our focus further onto JJ. His calmness masked the needs of a typical baby which let us dedicate more time to his older sibling. My heart aches as I share this – it feels like a betrayal to MD, the little bundle who never demanded more, never complained, ever patient. But it is the raw truth, a reality we unmask today. It doesn't make us proud, it only reminds us of the difficult decisions we had to make. Today, MD deserves nothing less than the world, a galaxy full of love, and more.

Episode 4

You see folks, raising an autistic child while nurturing a neurotypical one can feel like walking a tightrope. On one side sits the needs and demands of an ASD child, and on the other hangs the silent hopes and happiness of a sibling who somewhat gets overshadowed.

Mr. MD, being the stoic soul that he is, adapted himself impeccably to JJ's needs. Almost like he imbibed the tranquility of a Buddhist monk, Mr. MD would be slow to anger and retain incredible patience. Once, we witnessed him undeniably furious, and trust me, it was a test to cool his burning temper. It's hard for me to say whether Mr. MD's commendable peace results from JJ's contrasting aggressive behaviors or if it's just naturally who he is. Nevertheless, my JJ, that dear boy of mine, is nothing short of sweet and loving when the clouds of his episodes don't overshadow his sunny disposition.

The Sibling Dynamic Spices Up

The plot thickened when my stepdaughter left prison, and made a life of her own outside our home, leaving behind Q, her son. Q pleaded to live with us, despite his mother's rehabilitation. He was fixated on our loving chaos (what a strange paradox, isn't it?) so that we eventually adopted him, expanding our intimate family circle.

As far as JJ was concerned, Q's addition didn't make much of a difference. Q was a sports enthusiast; he bonded more with Mr. MD sharing similar interests, eventually forming the classic sibling bond more pronounced between them than JJ and Q. JJ tended to ignore them, unfortunately, his episodes targeted adults, not sparing us even when the other kids got on his nerves.

"Gen. 4:9 And the LORD said unto Cain, Where is Abel thy brother? And he said, I know not: Am I my brother's keeper?"

Every day brings us new challenges, and every day, we rise to meet them. Our family remains knotted together, supporting and uplifting each other, just like the tightly woven granules of sand forming a sturdy sandcastle. It's us against the world, and love is our solace!

Thank you for sharing this journey with me, friend! Your presence is a much-needed company in our little world of heartaches and resounding joy.

Be right here tomorrow for another chapter of "My Autistic Son". As they say, sharing is caring. Feel free to share our story with your dear ones. See you again soon!