My only child has autism,I've never had the joy of cuddles,giggles,tickles, the magic of his imagination, parenting has been one big heartache
i couldn't wait to be pregnant, he was such a wanted baby after a long time trying to conceive. The baby that arrived cried everyday,wouldn't respond to anything and hated being touched.he grew into a strong tall child,who hits and grabs me and who has very limited understanding due to severe learning disabilities that Autism has also cruelly given him.
I look around and see mums much older than I was when I had him with bouncing active chatty normal kids and see the love they give each other,see these beautiful bonds which I'll never have. I feel such jealousy,anger rage,sadness torment at times that I just want to run away. Why us?we weren't old,we didn't have autism in our families,I are healthy looked after myself in pregnancy.
I hate that I feel like this and would never wish anything on anyone but it's so hard to see young babies and children of family and friends surpassing milestones my now school child never met and unlikely ever will.
I wanted a baby so much,the irony is I'm going to spend my life looking after one which will never grow up. I feel robbed,motherhood has destroyed me.