They call me Nana. And this is my story.

autistic boy at the airport separate from family
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Autism
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The first time I saw the child, separate of the need.

Recently, I was at the airport and saw a lady getting off the plane with her 3 boys. Their ages were approximately 10, 8, and 6 years old. The mother and the two older children all helped keep the 6-year-old with the group. As they entered the main area of the airport lobby, her husband came over, kissed her, and took over managing the kids. I said to the mother, “Your shift is over?” She said, “Yes, I just traveled with three children by myself.” I asked if the youngest son was autistic. She responded, “We are not sure. I am afraid to have him tested.” I encouraged her to do so and shared some of the benefits for the child and her family. Six months ago, I would not have been able to recognize some characteristics that the child displayed as possibly being autistic. Second, I would not have confidently shared how ABA has helped me interact and improve my relationship with my great-grandson (GGS).

They call me Nana. And this is my story.

When I first found out my GGS was autistic, I did not know what that meant. I was not familiar with that condition, the behaviors, or the care required to take care of a child with that diagnosis. At first, it was difficult to be with him because he has non-verbal communication skills. I was confused, scared, and concerned. Confused because I could not reason my way into understanding how to interact with him. Scared because this was all new to me, and my anxiety when I was around him increased, which I hated to feel. Lastly, I was scared that I could not keep him safe when he was in my care. I knew I needed some skills and tools that I did not have. My heart ached because I value interacting with all my children and grandchildren. I intentionally try to make sure they know and have memories of their Nana. So, I reached out to IBAA and arranged regular visits with my GGS during his day at ABA therapy. These visits have increased my confidence when interacting with my GGS and led to a more interactive, meaningful relationship. I would encourage other grandparents and family members to take advantage of the opportunities provided by ABA to bridge gaps and better understand their autistic loved ones. Ask your assigned BCBA for training and opportunities to observe and practice meaningful exchanges and activities with your loved one.

A loving Nana

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