The Everyday

When you have a special-needs child, there are plenty of things that you wonder if your child will ever be able to do. So when they actually happen – when you hear your five-year-old say I love you, even though it’s echolalic, or when your child sleeps in their own bed, or doesn’t wet it, or when he holds a pencil for the first time, or pets a dog – we note the occasion with much fanfare, and rightfully so. We know the effort involved in making those things happen, how long we waited, how much we hoped. They are nothing less than miracles.

But milestones don’t happen every day, of course. If they start happening every day, they’re no longer milestones. They become part of our daily life, the status quo. They are the everyday. And sometimes I find as much hope in the everyday as I do in the milestones. Why? Because we can’t live from milestone to milestone. We live from day to day.

My son was diagnosed with autism at the age of three and did not start talking until he was five. In 1997, we didn’t know for sure if he could learn to talk. And so when he slowly got started – first with various stages of echolalia, then, when he was using more spontaneous speech, learning pronouns, articles, tenses, and syntax – I was overjoyed. It didn’t matter to me that his voice was always flat, usually expressionless. I figured it would always be that way, and I loved it. I never even hoped that he would develop voice inflection because I was just glad to hear his voice in the first place.

Two years ago, our regional autism consultant created a weekly social skills class for my son to attend at his school, so that he could learn to communicate more appropriately with his peers. The object of the class was to instill conversation skills and teach socially appropriate behavior as well as how to interpret gestures and non-verbal communication. But something unexpected happened, and I can only attribute it to the social skills class. About three months after he started the class, I began noticing that he was using voice inflection. And he was doing it appropriately, not just random variations. He was putting emphasis on the right words and his tone was no longer as flat. And he’s been doing that for almost two years now. The boy who, for so many years, could only parrot lines from Disney movies or Scooby-Doo cartoons when he wanted to interact with people is now regularly conversing with voice inflection.  That is my everyday. And that is what gives me hope.

It’s true, the milestones sustain us. They are remarkable, miraculous, and worth every bit of celebrating. But when you sit down and stop to think about it, when you realize, hey, we’ve been using the PECS cards for three months now and my child rarely shrieks at home anymore, thank God, that is your everyday. That is where hope lives.

I’ve had many different everyday realizations over the years. In fact, that one about the PECS cards was one of them, over twelve years ago. Then I had another one a few years later when I realized that we were no longer using the PECS cards. There have been many other everyday realizations, equally hopeful. But now, my son is speaking with voice inflection, an unexpected gift, and that is my everyday. What’s yours?

4 thoughts on “The Everyday

  1. Tera

    When we went camping last week, Kaeden came to talk to me about our neighbor at the campground. He was concerned because “the man looks at me like he is angry with me.” I told him I thought it could be the major rainstorms which caused his camping trip to be different than what he had hoped for. Kaeden responded “I think I will try to speak quieter, because maybe when I yell it makes him mad.”

    Surely a milestone…or 5…all in one! Recognizing facial expression. Figuring out cause/effect. A solution….and taking what I had earlier told him (to be quiet) and applying it to the situation.

    I was very impressed with this entire scenario. It is a milestone, but has the chance to become everyday now that it has happened! And I, too, have so many more…

    Good to be back, Tanya. I missed you!

  2. Tanya Savko Post author

    Tera! I’ve missed you too. And I’m just thrilled to hear about Kaeden’s amazing progress – sending big congratulatory hugs!

  3. Big Daddy

    Excellent post. As far as the socialization classes – they have done wonders for my son. As to all the little things between the huge milestones, The Grateful Dead had a great lyric that sums that up for me; “There were days, and there were days, And there were days between”
    Sometimes it’s those days between that make life special.

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