Being Different

As a sibling of someone with special needs, I have often felt like no one gets it and at sometimes, I have even felt pretty alone. The kids in my class up until this year never knew what it was like to have a Special needs sibling, so they didn't understand what I was going through. I always felt sort of different in the way that I didn't have anyone to relate to on a daily basis. Because I felt that way, it made the social and friend part of school a lot harder. One boy who has been in my class ever since kindergarten happens to have autism. I was (and still am) his best friend. We ate lunch together, we hung out at recess, and worked on projects together. I was definetly one of his only typical friends, most other people made fun of him for who he is but around me, he knew that he could be himself and not feel like I was going to make fun or take advantage of him. When ever someone would try to make him feel bad or make fun of him, he knew that I would stick up for him and make sure that he wasn't getting bullied. Ever since I was in kindergarten, I have just always been able to connect to people with special needs in a way that makes them feel good. But, because I was really good friends with the kids who had special needs, that also segragated me from all the other kids because they didn't know how to include kids like my sister, and sometimes the kids would even make fun of/bully me because of who I hung out with. Up until I was in fourth grade, we had a challenge program at my elementary school. Often times, instead of going out to recess I would go and help out in the challeng classroom. When I was I third grade, I ordered my lunch seperate because I would eat an hour earlier. I would eat with all of the kids who were in the challenge program and then I would go and play at recess with them. For me that was just easier than going with my class and getting bullied and some of my friends in that program would always be so excited when I would come and eat with them. Now at my new school this year, we are very segragated based upon what "team" we are on. I am on purple team which is probably the most segragated team. There are also a red, blue, and silver team. The silver team is the SSN team. Often times kids make fun of all the kids on silver team and treat them very cruely. I feel like this hurts us Special Sibz more than anyone else because we know that most likely kids are making fun of kids like our brothers and sisters. In middle school, it is hard to stick up for people but I still do it and I see some of my friends sticking up for people too. This year, one of my new friends sister has a disability also and she gets what it is like to experience all the good and bad things that come along with being a special sib. But overall, I feel as though being a sibling of someone with special needs can at times make you feel very alone and different from all of your peers. I think the reason that your peers make you feel so alone is because they don't know how to include kids like our siblings, they don't know how to talk to you about your sibling or what it is like to be you. In my opinion all it takes sometimes is being blessed by knowing, interacting or being a family member to a person like my sister to get how to act and what to say.

If I had a brochure

Being a special sib, there are embarrassing moments, angering moments, and moments when you just wish everyone would get it.When we are at the store, and Megin occasionally starts to throw a fit, it is definitely embarrassing because then everyone looks at us with dirty looks. They just don't get it. When Megin throws a tantrum at home, typically near bedtime, it is frustrating because then the whole night and often doesn't end well. I talked a lot about that in The not so easy part of being a special sib. And then, most often I just wish that people get what it's like to be a Special Sib. Some of the people that my parents hang out with don't always understand how they should act around her or how they should treat her. I wish that I had a brochure that told people about my sisters disability or her different skills and abilities, how to act around her, how to talk to her (she is not stupid!), and how to include her the best. Often times, someone will talk to her like she is an infant. SHE'S NOT STUPID! She just has a different size of skill bubbles, hers is smaller then other people's but that doesn't make her stupid. Sometimes people also give her weird looks or talk about her when she is within earshot. That is really annoying, just because she's non-verbal doesn't mean that she can't understand you and doesn't have feelings. She doesn't always understand when someone is being mean which means that people could easily take advantage of her which isn't fair. By having a little brochure that tells you how to treat her and act around her it would make everything easier and then maybe people wouldn't feel awkward or unsure how to act. Bottom line is that you should treat Megin and other kids with special needs the same as you would every other kid. Don't make them feel stupid or less than other people because kids with special needs are just different not less. And I think all Sibz would agree with me on that.

The not so great side of being a SpecialSib

I think it is inevitable that being a sibling of someone with special needs that, at some point you will experience your sibling getting mad and throwing a fit. Some siblings will experience this more often than others which just depends on your sibling and their disability. In my family I feel like I experience this more often than not. My sister will have good days or sometimes even weeks, but she always ends that honeymoon period with an even larger tantrum or something like that. Often times when my sister gets mad it is because she doesn't want to eat what is for dinner, or she doesn't want to get ready for bed, or someone else got mad and that rubs off on her and makes her angry also. Once she is just a tiny bit angry, it typically turns into an all night event of screaming and fighting. Not exactly the greatest way to end a day. In fact, just last night we had one of these nights. We had just gotten home from talker speech, it was our first full week back at school, and she was just tired. For some reason or another, she got mad and started to throw a fit. When she throws a fit, it is not fun to listen to, and seems to put the whole house in a bad mood. Having her throw a tantrum isn't my idea of a way to enjoy an evening with your family. I also really hate having to experience her fits and everything like that, but it is just a part of my life and part of being a sibling of someone with special needs. And, I think that most Specialsibz would also agree with me. Often times, when Megin starts throwing a fit, I decide to finish whatever I am doing, most often dishes and then go into my bedroom and try to focus on something else so I don't have to listen to her screaming and throwing things. Most of the time that doesn't work because there is too much banging or screaming. After awhile of her screaming, it gets annoying and makes me irritated. But she also only throws fits when we are just with us. We went to the mountains with my dads family and the whole time, she never threw a fit. But, as soon as we got back to our house, she of course threw a fit. We also have an adopted college student named Mackenzie who has become a part of our family, but she also has never seen Megin in her angry state.  I don't know why she doesn't throw fits in front of Mackenzie, but she just doesn't. Also sometimes my friends who have typical siblings don't get my struggles which can be annoying and irritating because they just don't get it.  Overall, there are good parts to being a Specialsibz like being able to have a pure relationship and learning acceptance and things like that. And then there are the times when it is hard to be a SpecialSib with the fights and things like that. But no matter what, I couldn't be happier with how Megin has impacted my life.

Megin is the one on the left. Mackenzie in the middle, and me on the right. :)

What Frozen means to me

I'm sure just about everyone in the world has seen or at least heard of Disney's movie Frozen! And, everyone who has met my sister or seen her recently knows how obsessed with Frozen she is. She has everything Frozen. She has Frozen jumbo playing cards, Frozen uno, action figures, an Olaf Build-a-Bear, a talking Olaf, all of the songs are downloaded on my iPad, four frozen blankets, frozen bedspread, frozen books, a frozen piano with the music notes, the movie Frozen, the movie Frozen sing-along edition, and so much more! When Frozen is talked about at school, almost everytime my sister gets brought up. Most of the time the conversation goes like this, "(something that has to do with frozen and how obsessed their sibling is with it)" "Oh, my sister is a super fan of Frozen. It's her favorite thing in the world!" "That's cool, how old is she?" "She just turned 11." "She still likes Frozen at eleven? Isn't that sort of old?" Then I often have to explain about who she is and her disabilities and everything like that. But I don't understand why it matters how old she is. If something makes you happy then why does it matter how old you are. I mean, I wouldn't care if someone's great-great grandma was obsessed with Frozen. Why do people care how old you are, why do people judge you? In my opinion, if something makes you happy you have every right to love it as much as you want, no matter how old you are. Frozen probably is one of the few things that makes my little sister so so happy. She knows all the words to the songs, and she mouths along as the people are singing. She knows all the dances from the movie and can dance along with the movie. Everytime she sees frozen or here's about it, her face lights up and it is so cute to watch her. Frozen always makes me think of my little sister and makes me want to know why people can't just let others like what they want without judging them. Some pics of my little sis and her frozen obsession. :)

Different experiences not less

I think it is pretty obvious that people who have a sibling with special needs live a very different lifestyle than those who have typical siblings. I know for certain that my younger sister with special needs has played a big role in my life, and is part of the reason I am who I am. Because of her, I have grown up in the special needs community. Some people may think that's a bad thing because I missed out on opportunities but, I completely disagree. I feel the exact opposite. I didn't miss out on opportunities, I had different ones. Some of them were better then anything I could have had in my opinion. I have had the opportunity to meet kids who have overcome crazy things. I have witnessed the purest form of friendship between my sister and some of her friends. In her friendships, there are no lies or rumors, they are just friends, no hidden details. Just friends. I have been able to see my sister and other kids like her, reach a milestone, a goal, and improve in some way or another and experience so much happiness from that. By being a special sib, I have learned how to include, accept, and see people for who they are and what they can be better than most people my age probably can. I have been able to develop amazing friendships with people who have disabilities. I have also gotten to see my sister's therapists connect with her over time. I have also seen how much my sister's therapists care about her and want her to succeed as they do with all their other clients just by how they interact with her.  I've gotten to see how happy parents are when at the hospital the doctor comes out and says that everything went well during surgery. Or when at the hospital and there is a sibling that is younger than thirteen so they can't go into the surgery prep rooms or post op rooms, and a parent comes out and tells that everything went well or that the surgery is done and they will get to see their sibling soon. The way that the siblings face lights up is just absolutely amazing, it shows true love. I totally get that feeling, when my parents would come find me in the waiting room because I was too young, I felt so so happy. It is a different experience than what other people have experienced but to me it was a wonderful experience. Maybe my friends took a family trip to Washington, DC and took a tour of the White house and did a lot of other things, my family will probably never get that opportunity because of all the security things which my sister is petrified of, but that is ok. I got a different experience that they may think is weird, but to me it is just as good as going to DC. Or maybe my friends took a family vacation to Italy and visited family there, My family won't probably ever do that. The Italian festival in Lakewood is probably as close to Italy as we will ever get (even that was a little too much for her, too many people)! Instead, my family might have taken a trip to Coeur d'Alene, Idaho, a different experience not less or more, just different. Maybe a kid in my class got to watch their younger sibling come in first place in the spelling bee. I won't have the experience of watching my sister win the spelling bee. At home though, watching her use her talker (she is non-verbal) to talk more would be just as amazing as winning the spelling bee. I may have a different or harder life than my peers, but I wouldn't trade my situation for anything in the world, and I think most other Special Sibz would completely agree with me.
Some Pics of my little sister