Thanks for the question @mozzie.
My dsis was 13 and I was 9 when db was born. My excitement for him arriving was beyond anything I had ever known!
He was a colicky baby with CMPA. So tough to settle. He didn’t tak much. Liked watching the washing machine, playing with brooms. Would watch the same stuff constantly. 30/40 times a day.
He was very very very violent from an early age. His meltdowns were awful. He would batter us with scooters and it was ‘ok’ because he was 2-3.
Our parents excused every bizarre and violent thing he did. My sister adores him and they get on well. I couldn’t handle it. The meltdowns, the violence, the 24/7 repetition of fucking tv show one liners. The constant lying. The violent sexual behaviour starting at 10?
My parents faults were denying something wasnt right with him.. and then accepting it and stopping our lives to facilitate his. We were constantly abused verbally and physically by him and it was ok! Because he has asd.
Now he’s older I live in a different country and stay away. I can honestly say I hate him. He ruined my childhood. Our lives stopping to facilitate his meltdowns and behaviour stopped my dsis and I having any sense of normalcy. We lost our childhoods the day he started exhibiting behaviours.
Our parents didn’t for a moment think of my dsis and I. I still get plagued with phone calls and I left 10 years ago.
“Your DB is doing XXXXXXX or saying XXXXX or making inappropriate XXXXX at XXXX” the constantness of our lives still being all about him is dire. I refuse to engage.
The expectation that we will take ‘guardianship’ of him is a heavy weight. I have told them I will not provide care. If they cannot care for him, he will need to go into a residential facility.
My advice? Love your child. Help them. But provide respite for your other dc. Their sibling has it hard but they suffer too. Don’t ever expect them to provide care. They didn’t make him, they shouldn’t have to raise and keep him when you no longer can.
Avoid the things my parents did that caused the resentment. If they had considered my dsis and I a bit more I can guarantee you I would feel differently about my DB.
Sadly we all wish he hadn’t been born. For his sake more than anyone’s.