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Click hereI wrote this...a few days after my "baby" called me (NOT his father-my ex) crying and scared and confused telling me...Mommy, they said that I'm autistic to!
My sons....
my boys...
Was it me?
Was my blood your "poison"?
My heart!
My souls!
Did my blood
do this to you?
My three boys...
you have bits of my eyes
and my blond hair.
You have "our" love of words!
But did I do you evil?
Did I give you MY broken?
Am i the one to blame?
My flaws...yours?
Mine/his/ours...???
What did we give?
What did we DO!?!
Please God-forgive us.
My beautiful boys!
What did we DO!
What gifts....
what curses...
WHAT DID WE DO!!!!
you don't want a comment on the poem, so I'm not voting. A diagnosis of "autism" by itself, is not that big of a deal. It is more a question of impairment. As for "WHAT DID WE DO", you don't blame yourself for not winning the lottery, why blame yourself here. It is now a question of what do you do now. Find out everything you can about it, your options, get second opinions, never do anything rash.
To put this in perspective, IF testing for dispositions, "defects", etc, had been more common, and IF my parents wanted a perfect baby...