She didn’t ask for an autistic child.
God has blessed my wife and I with four healthy children. I’m not going to pass judgment on this women for airing her frustrations and regrets because I’ve not walked in her shoes.
There is misdiagnosis. There is “the spectrum”, much of which is just inconvenient. There is profound autism. One of these things is not like the others.
I can walk in this ladies shoes; I have no life hardly outside my responsibilities since “free-time” is absorbed, friends/activities (Involving interaction with other adults) are put on hold most of the time, etc... that goes along with being a single parent.
Do I regret having children? Heck no.
Only a selfish and narcissistic sociopath would regret having kids (Leaving kids) along with murdering them in the womb out of convenience.
Look at what form her “frustrations and regrets” took.
I know a woman in New Jersey who had one paraplegic son and one mentally handicapped daughter in addition to two other healthy children (husband died in the 1990s) and you’d never hear her say any of the selfish and self-serving things this woman is saying.
Drew. I love you. But I want to slap you. Did you hear what you said? You and your wife were BLESSED with healthy children?? I was blessed with mine too!! Even the ones with differences that make life harder. Everyone is blessed to be given a chance to raise a child. It does not matter in terms of the love and blessing of being a parent whether that child is biologically perfect. Which none of them are, really.
The opposite of blessing is cursing. People with kids with disabilities or leukemia are not cursed. Sure, these are obstacles no one wants but we are not cursed. All children are beautiful.
She might do better with a robot.
On the other hand, it is possible her mind will mature, her heart will listen and her soul will stretch.
Everybody finds parenting a learning experience. Everyone finds it daunting when things get difficult. But that's how we become grown-ups rather than lifelong middle-schoolers.
So I take back that snarky thing I said about "She might do better with a robot."
She's a work in progress, like all of us. I wish her well, and expect she will NOT remain stunted, self-centred and whiny. She'll prove capable of growth, growth to the full stature of the person she's intended to be: just like her child.
They were made for each other: and I mean that in a good way.
My son has autism. It’s a hard road. Every parent wants to experience pride and joy in what their kids do, but there’s very little of that for me. I not even allowed to hug him. I sincerely hope can live independently when he’s a grown man. If not, I may drink myself to death.