Having a child with Asperger’s Syndrome (autism spectrum)
means having a child with some quirks.
As her mother, I love that she has these quirks and isn’t concerned
about always fitting in. As her mother I
also struggle watching other kids whisper about her and parents judge her
because of her quirks. My grace tank
reached ‘E’ the other day, when at a Brownie event I saw all the other girls
pick a buddy for a fieldtrip and her be left out. I watched as the Brownie leaders decided to assign
buddies and still the other girls rejected her.
Okay, now I’m angry and sad again!
I keep telling myself that none of us deserves grace and
that I have to give it over to God to fill me up. I keep telling myself that it will be okay,
but my heart hurts and I just want to hurt someone else for hurting my
girl. At seven she doesn’t always see
the rejection that I see. She gets angry
that she isn’t picked but she doesn’t understand why. I get it and yet I don’t understand. Do mean girls really start at 7? Why are girls here more judgmental and mean
when almost all the girls in MN were kind and accepting. Is this a geographical difference in kids or
a socio-economic difference in the community we’re in? I’m not sure, but I don’t like it – not one
little bit.
So now you see why my grace tank is on empty. I am tired of having to show grace to mean
people. I am tired of trying to make my
daughter fit in with girls who don’t like her because she is different. I’m tired of the gossiping of adults and the
ostracizing of little girls. I’m tired
and my grace tank is on fumes.
xo Mel
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