So it’s out there…my son has autism. He loves to jump, he loves to run, and he has the best laugh in the world. He doesn’t however, like to cuddle. He isn’t to the extreme that we can’t touch him though…in fact sometimes he will ask us for squishes, and that means squeeze him in a big bear hug!
The night before last, my husband was getting ready to go the the hockey game. I was cleaning up the kitchen, listening to music, and I asked my son if he wanted to dance. He didn’t reply but he had a silly lil smirk on his face. So I picked him up (all 56 lbs of him lol) and we started singing and dancing along to none other than Love Shack! Half way through my husband comes out to the kitchen, picks up the baby and joins in. He tells me I’m gonna break my back lugging our big boy around but I just pretended not to hear him. My arms were burning and I was tired (maybe it’s time to start body pump again??) but I was loving it too much to put him down. The song ended and so did the dancing.
After finishing up the dishes and watching some Mater Tales, Dad was off to the hockey game and the boys were ready for bed. A bottle for the little man and he was out. Regular routine began for our four year old…potty, brush your teeth, pull up, jammers, and then time for bed. Normally when he crawls into bed he repeats what I say as quickly as he can, so I’ll leave him to go to sleep. “Good night, good sweep, see you mornin, wuv you”. But tonight was a little different.
I grabbed a book, which I often do, and laid beside him. Most nights he doesn’t want a book and he’ll let me know by pushing me away and elevating his voice to a high pitched groan. Tonight he giggled and had that same lil smirk as he did when I asked him to dance. He helped me read Thomas’ ABCs by saying the letters, their sounds and who was in the picture on the page…”B says ‘ba’ Bertie da Bus”. I closed the back cover of the book, and he says “the end”. This is the part when I get up and turn out the light. But instead, tonight, I see that heart melting smirk. He grabs my arm and pulls me close and says… “want mum mum please…” My eyes are watering because my heart is so happy. I cuddled him carefully, making sure I wasn’t too close to push him away but holding on as tight as He would let me. In my arms he fell asleep and I stared at him with a heart melting smirk…