By ANGELA BRIGGS
Yesterday I posted a pic, #lovemydynamiteboy #always . It was taken a couple of days ago; however posted after a brief conversation, with an acquaintance, while waiting for the 333 bus.
She wanted to ask me… “Would I have had my son, if I knew he was going to be autistic?”
I have been asked this before on occasion, generally by pregnant women (or friends of) considering pre-natal tests for down syndrome; and unfortunately once by someone close to me.
Thomas is my biggest blessing. He is sweet, funny, fearless, and full of love and kindness. Thomas rocks skinnies like no other, has lots of beautiful friendships, speaks the language of Pixar, swim likes a fish, loves the first three songs on Ryan Adam’s album “GOLD”, and has a fascinating imagination. If you bump your head, Thomas will run to get you ice and insist someone kiss you better.
Parenting has its challenges, regardless of any diagnosis, which may or may not come. Thomas can drive me crazy at times, and there are days when bedtime cannot come quick enough.