Thank you, Janey, for being such a cool kid

Last night, Janey, Daddy and I had the probably ill-conceived idea of ordering Thai take-out from a town four towns over, on a rainy and traffic-filled evening.  You were up for it, because you are always up for a ride in the car.  You were excited just to be going someplace with your parents.  That's not something every twelve year old girl would be, my sweetie.

I did your hair while Daddy ordered.  I put it in strange Pippi Longstocking braids, because it's so thick and curly that braids stand out to the side.  Then I clipped them together on top.  It looked very elegant on you, Janey, but then again, you always look beautiful.  I told you how lovely you looked, and you admired yourself in the mirror.  You aren't going through that stage a lot of girls do, where you put yourself down.  You know you are beautiful.  I love that about you.

In the car, we got caught in traffic.  But you didn't care, because we were listening to music.  I was using my Slacker Radio app to find many, many versions of "King of the Road", a song you love and I love and my parents loved growing up and in fact a lot of people growing up liked, because it mentions Bangor, Maine, and not many songs growing up ever seemed to know Maine existed.  You don't love it for that.  You love it for the beat, the rhythm, the pacing, whatever it is that makes you able to pick out great songs and enjoy them.  When the versions I played strayed too far from the original, you said "Music, please, music!" letting me know that I wasn't playing Music with a capital M.  You know what you like, and you have great taste.  You mostly like the Roger Miller version and the Randy Travis one, and those are the best, I agree.

On the way back, we played another song you love---"If I Were a Rich Man" from Fiddler on the Roof.  There, I found a version by a woman with a Cyrillic name, a jazzy version without words, instead just repeating the "dabba dabba dabba do" type scat to the tune all the way through.  It's something I would have never listened to, but you loved it and asked for it over and over.  By the third time, I liked it pretty well too, and so did Daddy.  You aren't influenced by anyone else.  You like what you like, and that is great.  We all moved to the beat in the car, driving in the dark and rain, our own little world.

At home, you tried all the Thai food, because you always try everything.  You are an adventurous eater, far more than I am.  We watched "Family Feud" on the old game show channel, and you didn't object or cry for your own shows.  I think you're even getting to like Richard Dawson.  Without us really noticing, you are gradually allowing Daddy and me to do the things we enjoy more and more.  You are growing up.

When you were tired, you said "Snuggle on Mama's bed?" which is what you say every night.  Mama's bed is actually your bed, but we know what you mean.  I lay down with you as you played a little iPad and then fell asleep.  It was your usual bedtime, around seven.  You sleep when you are tired, and you are usually a good sleeper.  Daddy and I stayed awake about another hour, and then we went to sleep too. You're a morning person, like your father and William.

Janey, I know it's very unlikely you'll read this.  You can't read, and if I read it to you, I don't know if you'd understand most of it or not.  And that doesn't matter.  That doesn't make you less interesting, or beautiful, or opinionated, or cool.  I won't pretend it is always easy helping you live the best life you can.  It is hard, a lot of times.  I won't lie and say I don't wish sometimes life would be easier for you, or for us.  But you are one incredible kid.  I love you, Janey.

Easy ways to avoid having a child with autism

So you are thinking of having a child, and would like to have one free of autism? Well, you've come to the right place! I've got your easy plan right here! Just follow these instructions and you might well become the lucky parent of the latest autism-free model child!

First of all, you need to make sure you are creating this child with the right person. Take a good hard look at both your pedigrees. Is there anyone with autistic-like tendencies there? Any secret Thomas-the-Tank-Engine lovers? Genetics is one of the possible causes, you know. Assuming that every last one of your ancestors are free from any suspicion of secretly autistic traits, then take a look at the age of the male of your couple. It's a rare case where the woman seems off the hook, but if the male is an older father, it's thought that almost all the new weird genetic mutations that might lead to autism come from his side of the contribution. So you might want to trade him in for a younger model. The other factor you want to check both sides for is the presence of autoimmune disorders, which might play a role in autism. Any diabetes, asthma, arthritis, thyroid disease, lupus, MS, stuff like that? No? All set there? You are ready to get pregnant!

Now there are just a few rules you must follow when pregnant. First of all, don't get sick. Fever during pregnancy is thought to be a culprit. It might be good to isolate yourself all during pregnancy to avoid that. Next, look long and hard at medication you might take. Ask your doctor. Your doctor might say whatever you are taking is just hunky-dory, and then a few years later it's discovered that it isn't. But doctor's orders! So if you take any medication at all, you might want to go back a step and not get pregnant to start with. Avoid being overweight. Avoid getting pre-eclampsia. Avoid being stressed. Avoid getting pregnancy-induced diabetes, or any thyroid problems. Just to be safe, have a picture-perfect pregnancy in all ways.

Now---during the birth. Don't have any birth trauma or lack of oxygen. Don't have your baby prematurely. Hold them right away and let them know how welcome they are. Most people don't believe autism is caused by "refrigerator mothers" subconsciously rejecting their babies anymore, but you know how those things swing back and forth, so avoid ever thinking a single negative thought about the baby.

Now it gets tricky. There's the vaccine question. Science doesn't seem to back up that vaccines or mercury in vaccines cause a problem, but many mothers and blogs and celebrities think it does, so you'll have to decide on that. Make sure the baby doesn't get any infections soon after birth, viral or otherwise. Some people think lately autism is caused by an over-clean environment not teaching the body some early immune responses, so be reasonably casual about germs, but of course, that's subject to change at any point, and if it's later decided dirt causes autism, you'll never forgive yourself. Lack of vitamin D is one theory, so live in a sunny climate. Too much rain could be a problem, so if you get hit with some long rainy spells, move. There's the whole possible diet connection, with lactose and gluten being suspected as problems. Who knows, but why not just never serve any of them to be sure? Early TV could be a problem, so get rid of your set.

And of course, if your child STILL is stubborn enough to show even the slightest autistic trait, you want to nip it in the bud. Have your child screened for autism starting at birth, probably every week will be enough. If you see the slightest sign of it, start ABA about 100 hours a week immediately, until your kid is so normal they could be a model for normalness.

And you know of course this is all very tongue in cheek. I've just been reflecting a lot lately on how the almost daily new ideas about what causes autism must put through the heads of someone determined to do all they can to give their kids a good head start, a nice autism-free life. And the moral is, of course, you can't do that. You could do everything possible known right now, which would result in some crazy doings, and in a few years, it could be determined that everything you thought right was wrong. We just don't know what causes autism. There probably isn't any one thing that causes it. So do what you feel is best. Do what you yourself decide is healthy and reasonable to do. Listen to a good mainstream OB/GYN or pediatrician. Use your own judgement. Don't listen to what bloggers say, including me.

And if, all else failing, you do end up with an autistic child, I'm here to say it's not the end of the world. You aren't a terrible person for somehow not being able to prevent that happening. You are a parent that like many parents from the beginning of time, were dealt a tough hand, but you will deal with it. Your child may not take you to Holland, but they will give you moments of extreme joy along with the hard times. Congratulations on your child, autistic or not.