Because of my autistic son, I am blessed by misfortune

My old fans may know that I am the mother of a star child, he is seven years old this year, still has social barriers, language expression skills are relatively poor, I accompany him slowly training, accompany reading, study medicine, collapse and cheer up, step by step, now the mentality has become better and better. I found that this child, perhaps an angel, used his late ripening to lower our expectations of him, slowed down the pace of our ripening, how many children were encouraged by the seedlings in the dissatisfaction of their parents to grow up under pressure, losing their childlike hearts, and the parents in the comparison of the inner volume is also less and less concerned about the child's heart and parent-child relationship. In his place, none of this exists, every bit of progress he makes I see in my eyes, today I knocked down the ladder, he said Mom you're all right, he knocked over the basin of water and wet his shoes and went to get the hair dryer to dry, my mother pretended to be angry and hit me, he saw it and actually went to beat my grandmother, before my dad said I was very unhappy, he suddenly came over and patted me on the back and said it was okay, I was very surprised, because a year ago the family quarreled he would not look at it, still playing with himself. Every bit of progress he makes now, even if it's just a few more words, invents a sentence pattern we haven't taught, or dares to resist to express dissatisfaction, we all feel happy. He is a gentle and caring kind child, delicious will be divided into half of me, will be scared by the dog crying his dad asked him that I beat the dog away is good, he will say no fight, he will give his own toys to his cousin, he will kiss me every day to pour me water to drink, he writes very well, the sense of direction is very strong, he works very seriously, learns a song until the concert, he is bullied by his classmates to hide his basketball bag, crying with the teacher's mobile phone to call me, I am very distressed, but I told him that crying is useless, We find a way to find, if we can't find it we accept, think about what to do, he said buy another one, I said mom to make you one can be? He said yes. Every child has his own strengths, but maybe because my child has a low starting point, we are more likely to see his strengths, and we don't care about his less than ideal test results, because he is improving every time. Every parent, please don't be in a hurry, look at the progress of your child, we may not lose if we slow down a little. [Send heart]