So, my son wanted to be topic of this next blog. OK Bubba, here you go. My son Eric who is 8 1/2 years old, was diagnosed with Asbergers and ADHD last summer. It didn't come as a shock to us' we always new he was different and I am reminded of one of his idiosyncrasies every time I listen to him yell at his video games like they were real people. These are his friends. He doesn't make friends easily. He has a very select few. Most parents don't get him and think he is just a bad kid, so he is never invited to anything. Most kids his age have no interest in talking about the Titanic, World War II and The Attack on Pearl Harbor. When he starts talking about it, most kids just call him a weirdo or dumb and walk away. They call him names and say mean things to him. Sometimes things I have to explain to him and that is sad. He doesn't like to be touched or hugged unless its by me. But he loves to hang on people and push their buttons. He hangs on and kicks and bugs the hell out of my daughter's friends and pretty much drives them away and that's sad too. Sometimes I feel I have no control. He doesn't play well with others and sometimes that stops me from bringing him places. It really limits where we go and what we do. The worst part is the looks from other adults. who just don't get it. They look at him in disgust like why isn't he just being good, why is he doing that and why is he so annoying. I see it, the looks and stares. It saddens me and makes me not want to bring him to those places.
He always says to me, "Mommy, teach me how to be good. Teach me how to make friends." I try, but really, it does no good. I see him making progress than the next day, its two steps backwards. He is funny and kind and can memorize anything he loves. He loves skits, plays and musicals. I hope he grows up to be a famous actor someday; that'll show everyone. He loves video games, singing and cars. He is finally getting into Legos. Damn, those are expensive toys. He hates to takes baths and clean his room. In that aspect, I guess he is just like every other 8 year old boy in the world. I love to listen to him after he has memorized a skit on YouTube. He gets so excited about it.
He loves baseball and football and he may not be the best player in the world but he shows up, loves to be catcher, be up to bat and tackle. He lives to tackle. Football season is coming up and he can't wait. Bribes of a McDonald's Happy Meal, if his mind starts wondering, makes him pay attention more in football. HA HA. I get nervous of him hurting someone, which is the exact opposite of most moms. Most moms are worried about their kid getting hurt. It's like mine feels no pain.
He hates different textured food and only likes breaded chicken; any kind of breaded chicken as long as it has no bones. He hates iced tea of any kind, gags and the smallest things, even a fuzzy on the floor. Will not eat a vegetable unless it is a cucumber and its covered in dip, garlic Italian. He loves noodles, especially with white cheese. He hates trying new things, because he is already sure that he will not like it. Bribery doesn't work with food. It's a daily struggle. But if you say pizza, he is all over it. But take off the cheese and give him a pile of ketchup to dip it in. Gross.
He jumps, climbs, hangs, dives and Everyday is a challenge. Everyday is a struggle. But, everyday is a new and beautiful discovery of something else my Bubba can teach me or the world. Out of the mouths of my babe, everyone can roast beef, but no one can pee soup!!!
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