Why We Rock Really Rocks!
Our family has just joined the We Rock the Spectrum Family. We are still somewhat
walking in a daze, wondering if this is real…To think, the first time I felt I could take a breath in public with my two boys (on my own) was the day I walked into this beautiful newly built kid’s gym in Doral. There were no mad dashes towards grabbing my kids and taking them away from other children, no unsecured doors or dangerous equipment. This place had no crawl spaces to get stuck in and then make attempts to coax a little one out or loud music and bright lights to set off a meltdown and then deal with the parent shaming that comes along with our children’s tears…
My family belonged in this open place, and we didn’t have to apologize or ask for
Who Are We?
We are the proud parents of two of the most beautiful, happy, smart, and rambunctious boys this side of the Darna Hacienda. James, who’s five, remembers every detail, loves to sing, can name every car maker and logo and can build puzzles most eight-year-olds would walk away from. His baby brother, Jack is an undercover Flying Squirrel by day and Snuggle Bug by night. His smile lights up every room and you can recognize the mischief behind his eyes. While our family sees these boys for who they are, society sees them differently, because people aren’t aware. If you have read this far, you might see a little bit of us in your family.
James is the 1 in 68 child who was diagnosed with autism. His three-year-old brother, Jack, was the 1 in 5 chance sibling who has autism as well. When it comes to resources these statistics are the first that pop up; however, kids are not just numbers.
It’s hard enough to be a parent to a neurotypical child with abundant resources and elders who can guide one in the right direction, but having children with special needs can sometimes be a lonely trek, a fight peppered with days of futile frustrations with doctors, insurance companies, therapists, sometimes one’s own family members, and prayers to keep your patience and sanity intact. My children are not autistic, they just have autism. Does that make sense? As parents, it’s our job to make sure we give them the same opportunities their peers have for a happy and productive life.
When my husband and I heard about the opportunity to take ownership of the gym our children love, we didn’t think twice. In my mind’s eye I envisioned my community having a resource hub, a place for parents to meet, activities all children could and should enjoy and finally create breaks to the everyday grind of school-therapy-home-sleep-repeat. Our goals and We Rock the Spectrum Kid’s Gym’s mission statement make the perfect match and we are so happy to be embraced by those who understand: All children are welcomed with open arms.