For some time now I have been reading several blogs by adults on the Autism Spectrum. All are fabulous blogs by fabulous writers and give me, a parent of a child with ASD, much to think about.

A theme I think that I very clearly hear from these adults has to do with pretending. Pretending to be neurotypical. Pretending to fit in.

There is also the message of don’t think of me as broken, just different.

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I started reading Tony Attwood’s book The Complete Guide to Asperger’s Syndrome (admittedly I first went straight to the index and looked up everywhere ‘girls with Aspergers’ is mentioned).

He says that girls are often harder to diagnose because they do such a good job of mimicking the social situations they see. In essence, pretending to be normal.

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For 3 days this week, there was an extra 5-year-old girl and 6-year-old boy in our house (plus several extra adults too). Other than taking frequent breaks, Charlotte did fine playing with them.

There’s no doubting there was a difference between her and her two NT cousins.

She’s not as fluid in conversation as they are, and she certainly didn’t maintain the social energy and connections as long as they did. But there were no negatives that I witnessed.

If her cousins were ever frustrated with her, it was likely because she didn’t answer a question or because she lost interest in a game and wandered off.

Charlotte didn’t appear to annoy them (that I saw), and she didn’t appear to be forcing herself to do anything she didn’t want to do.

How she handled herself for the 3  days sounds like the way the adult Aspie bloggers I read would handle a similar experience. Needed alone time, preferred the familiarity of those she is closest to, and had trouble participating in larger group conversations.

I never forced her to go and play with her cousins. I figured if she needed a break, she needed a break.

Sometimes I encouraged her, such as when the lightening bugs came out and the other kids started noticing them. I suggested to Charlotte that we go out and catch some. She had been chilling (in my lap, entire body wrapped in a blanket). Very quickly the 4 of them were running around the yard together pointing out fireflies and trying to scoop them up.

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This week, Charlotte began a language-based OT group, aka Social Skills group.

I ask myself – what is the real purpose of this?

What is it that Charlotte should be doing differently? We witnessed no meltdowns, no unfriendly interactions. All was good between the cousins. Her peers.

She appeared to manage herself beautifully. By the last morning they were here, she was spent. She woke up and asked if she could watch a movie first thing. This was a little girl who knew what she needed, and what she couldn’t handle.

And, yes, I let her watch a movie first thing while everyone else went about doing whatever they wanted to do.

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Where am I going with all this?

I don’t want Charlotte to grow up thinking that she has to pretend to be normal. Pretend that she has boundless energy for social interaction. Feel that she must force herself to maintain conversation when she’d rather be wrapped up in a blanket.

Does she really need to attend social skills “training” to learn how to carry on a conversation? To learn how to “manage herself” in a group?

It feels like I’m sanctioning the notion of pretending to be normal.

It’s a conflicting thing. I want my daughter to be happy on her own terms. To feel free to be herself.

I also want her to have friends and engage with others.

But shouldn’t that be on her own terms as well?

I don’t have any grand conclusions here.

Would love to hear from adults on the spectrum and other parents your take on my ramblings.