I’ve been babysitting an autistic child. Hes pretty awesome but it has been mentally exhausting. I’ve been learning things like patience and how to handle a child. As I have no children myself this is a whole new territory.
He loves painting and being hands on. He loves cooking and spending time with me. He absolutely loves and adores me. But hes teaching me. I had to clean up a mess the other day because he had an accident. I had patience, I could have yelled or made him feel worse for having an accident but didnt, and got him in the shower and gave him a bath. He throws tantrums but not like other kids his age. And that freaks me out and I just want him to be happy but I’ve learned to put my foot down with him.