
I guess I'm kinda lucky. My ex & I share joint custody of our son, Mark. He looks after him when I work (I work nights in a hotel) and during the day, Mark goes to a developmental preschool. The times we do have our son, it's hard work, but we try to make the best of it. I live on my own, but my ex moved back in with his parents, so he has more help with Mark than I do. There are days when I resent him for his extra help while I'm struggling with Mark when he's having an "off" day. My parents live an hour away, so I can't use them as support.
I've had to distance my relationship with them because they use the excuse that they don't see Mark enough to participate in any programs he's in. They try to read about autism, but that's not enough when it comes to their grandson. It's like they don't want to learn about his treatments and when we do visits, he stims, they get annoyed with him & me, saying I don't disclpline him enough to make him stop. It gets very trying. But I regress.
I make every moment with my son golden. Yes, he has autism, but he much more than an adjective.