I Am Emma Plows. I Am Not Emma Plows With Bipolar.

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In February 2007 I was diagnosed with Bipolar type one after a long battle with post natal depression, where I was hospitalised numerous times. Throughout the period between 2004 to 2009 myself Noah and Moses were all given a diagnosis of something life changing, but as a mother I refused to be labelled and judged by a medical condition. I am Emma Plows; I am not Emma Plows with Bipolar.

It’s my understanding that when you discover your child is on the autistic spectrum you really need to accept the diagnosis. Accept it, let it grow and don’t hinder its development.

In Autistic blessings and Bipolar me, Emma Plows tells her candid story.

Whose fault is that?

I’ve never blamed my parents for the way I am but sometimes, and I mean rarely, I am very aware that my behavior is very probably because there was so much expressed emotion in the home.

My dad boomed his frighful voice up the stairs for the silliest of things, like if I’d left crumbs on the kitchen side. He hovered over me when I washed up, wiped the kitchen tops when making toast (our staple diet) and spewed out continuous sarcastic criticisms. I was a wreck and developed terrible OCD.

We are all product of our upbringing but we can change this. We can blame the rest of the world for our problems of accrue the wisdom and become wiser people. I’ve inherited the bad and the good influences for my upbringing. Some people just don’t know how to parent. I try my best. And mum and dad did too.

Do we really live in a society where the education system gives up because it’s too much hassle to educate a child who doesn’t see the world in the same way the rest of us do?

Every child has the right to an education and an autistic child has the right to have an education that is designed through the curriculum for them. Each child is a blessing; these aren’t just words because every child can give something to the world and receive so much back.

Each child affects someone else’s life and leaves lasting positive memoirs with them.

Austism symptoms and Autism groups

These were just a few of Noah’s symptoms that I noticed at the age of two, I thought I’d share them.

1. No babbling or pointing.
2. No single words or two-word phrases.
3. No response to name.
4. Very minimum language and social skills
5. Poor eye contact.
6. Obsessive lining up of toys, objects and food.
7. No smiling or social responsiveness.
8. No imaginative play.

I attended an autism group in my local town today. I hated it. It wasn’t about the kids at all, it was a bunch of uneducated layabouts moaning about benefits and how their screaming kids wouldn’t do what they said.

Austistic people have problems understanding other people and fitting into society like the rest of us take for granted and let’s be honest if they don’t even understand their teachers there as sure as hell not going to understand the likes of Mr. and Mrs. Dumbass as parents. Oh and having children with disabilities does not equal a fat benefit cheque at the end of th month.