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‘Beautiful, funny, friendly’

Most of the time I’m a mum. But sometimes I’m the mum of a special needs child. It’s actually quite rare that I’m fully aware that Audrey has special needs. It doesn’t impact our day to day life as much as you might think.

I recognise that she needs more help than her typical peers when it comes to various things (eating, navigating obstacles, potty training…), but I guess I’m just used to her progressing slowly and she just seems a bit younger. I don’t really think of her as a “special needs” child.

“It’s moments when she’s upset that I feel like a special needs parent. I feel eyes on me, I worry about pity, I think people see our life as hard.”

Most of the time I want people to look at her. She’s beautiful, funny and friendly, so I like to show her off. But every now and then…

‘Giggly and excited’

Audrey and I went to a mum event last month. Run by MumstheWordOnline, it was a talk and book signing with Clemmie Hooper, the midwife, mother and blogger who is “instafamous”. I set off with Audrey in the sling, both giggly and excited by our alone time. Stopping to look at pretty flowers before we caught our bus to town.

It’s rare I can travel on a bus and sit Audrey next to me – sat up high so we can talk about what we can see out of the window. These are the parenting moments you drink in. Those perfect moments of excitement and happiness over the simplest things.

We met our friends Louise and Harry and walked to the hotel venue. Audrey was snuggled into me and I could tell she was a bit sleepy.

‘Crowded and chaotic’

We collected our name badges and then entered the room. It was then that I realised bringing Audrey was a mistake (bringing Rex would have also been a mistake but for slightly different reasons, but I digress!). The mum chat volume was high. The room was crowded and chaotic, it was warm and everyone was moving around in limited space to chat and get coffee. Audrey was instantly asking to go home.

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I thought that once we sat down to listen to Clemmie speak, Audrey might be content on my lap, but it soon became clear that wouldn’t work – they had a PA system and Audrey covered her ears and said it was too loud. She started to cry. More than anything at that point, I felt so terrible having put her in this position. We moved to the play area but she didn’t want to play with any toys, she just wanted to go home.

At the very back there was a room for buggies. This was furthest away from the noise, Audrey was much calmer in this room, but basically wanted to leave via the fire exit because she could see the street. After a bit of back and forth, I realised it would be easily solved if we left. A brief freak-out (on her part, obv!) as we left through the main noisy room and then we were in the hotel lobby; she was immediately fine.

We popped into the large toilet right there and Audrey said “Phew!” And was back to her usual happy self. We left and she was all waves and smiles to the hotel reception staff.

‘Calm restored’

We went to the library, then onto a cafe for lunch, Louise and Harry joined us, calm was restored. Lou tried to make me feel better by informing me Harry also asked to leave and handed her her handbag(!), but the fact remains he wasn’t emotional, he wasn’t stressed, just bored.

However it’s moments when she’s upset that I feel like a special needs parent. I feel eyes on me, I worry about pity, I think people see our life as hard. I feel like they see Audrey as difficult, as a burden and I hate that.

I accept that she is different. Our life will be different. But I hate the thought of anyone seeing a fleeting moment of stress as “the way things are”. 

A version of the article originally appeared on www.awesomeaudreyemily.com/

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Victoria Baynton-Williams

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