Having The Best Parents God Could Send!

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Growing up as a child, I would say that I had the best Mum and Dad out there.

I believe my Dad wasn't on the autistic spectrum. He was very protective of us and encouraged us. I was always a Mums boy... But my Dad was good. He was not perfect by any means... But, I honestly have to say... Well. My Dad really loved us.
My Dad was the one who smacked our bottoms if we were naughty and oh boy.. At times we needed this even though we didn't used to think so at the time. I have to say that if my Dad did not correct me and my brother (18 years later a second brother arrived...) that we would probably be in prison by now! Yes, we were both very very quiet in school... But at home we got up to mischief! Sometimes out of sheer curiosity!

My Mum. I am convinced that my Mum is on the spectrum if I am. But what a Mum! My Mum used to take me for walks and talk to me from an early age. Most of the other mothers were asking her "Why do you talk to him like an adult? Why do you talk to him at all? He won't understand you! He is only little! But I did you know. I did understand my Mum. She would encourage me to look at things. I would be talking to her about nts or what we could see in the distance etc.. This was when I was only about 2 or 3. Even at that age I was way more advanced then other children just due to this. It wasn't that I was more intelligent. It was because I have such a good Mum.
I remember times in primary schools where I would be stressed out, my Mum would decide to give me a day off school (It was ok in the 1970's to early '80's as long as it wasn't regular) and se would take me down the local beach and sand dunes to relax. It made a world of difference. I really needed it. Those rare times I really remember soo well, and learnt so much more about things being with my Mum who was such a good natural teacher, then I would learn through many days, if not weeks of being in school.
Other times where I had the trauma of being at a dentist, my Mum would let me go for the whole day off from school. The dentist fitted these metal caps to some of my teeth which was quite a lot of work as the teeth were ground down smaller so these caps could fit. I suffered from absus after absus due to these caps foe a few years. Unknown to mh parents or me... I found out a couple of years ago that these caps were a trial experiement and the dentists were being paid to pick young children as guinea pigs, and I happened to be one of the victims. They used young children because they knew that their first teeth would be replaced. As I assumed as a child that my teeth were bad, I disd't bother much about brushing them when my second teeth came along, as in my mind I didn't think it was worth it... As the dentist had said that I needed to have the caps fitted as I wasn't looking after my teeth.

That's good to hear.

Even though nature short changed me, I did get a set of really good parents.

I would not want to change any part of me as I could not cope with being different to how I am now. I mean... I am different to begin with and I rather like it. I have not known anything different to being different to begin with. So I would not want to change to be different from being different in the first place if that makes sense?