A day in the life of autism…
I’m not ready
It’s time to wake up I lay in bed waiting for mammy or daddy to come with my warm milk. I love this part of the day I like bounce on my bed scream really loudly wake everyone up including my big brother.
My mammy lets me rest in bed until I’m ready to get up but sometimes without warning she brings me downstairs and I see my school clothes it’s that day again. Why doesn’t she listen to me I’m not ready yet? I’m not ready to get dressed my brother does it with no problem but me I can’t help it my frustration gets the better of me. The floor the wall or my mummy is the 1st place I can reach out to head butt over and over
Please listen mammy I’m not ready to go yet.
I can see the stress in her face, but she keeps calm kisses me and tells me good boy you’ve got dressed
My Shoes go on. GO GO she says but I’m not ready. Why is she rushing me? I love the car ride and the school yard. Oh, how I love to play in the mud I can see people looking at me while I post stones down the drain. Why are you not doing it?? Stop looking come and play.
That bell rings everyone rushes NO NO not now mammy I’m not ready.
In I go she leaves me in this bright room full of noise, but the bubbles calm me down
Time to go home. I’m not ready that was fun, but mammy is waiting.
She takes me home I don’t want to go home I want to stay out, but she doesn’t understand me maybe if I throw myself on the floor even head butt again, she will understand.
I’m not ready I want to play.
It’s getting darker I know it’s time for bed but I’m not ready
Mammy and daddy lay with me sing songs
But I’m not ready I bounce scream laugh
Why don’t they understand I’m not ready yet?