I try my best to stay composed and get him into the car, but I couldn’t help myself. “He is a child! He is autistic! How do you feel picking on an innocent child?”. They didn’t care, he was an annoyance and they had no empathy. I got into my car and burst into tears.
“Nothing in life can prepare you for the joy of becoming a parent. My husband and I have three boys aged eight, seven and six.