Let me stim: The holidays are upon us, and that means hanging with folks who might need a nudge or a gentle reminder about holiday kindness and accommodation for autistic kids and adults, on being nice about understanding autistic behaviors versus assuming naughtiness.
One thing we’ll be seeing in our house as my son adjusts to an atypical schedule is stimming. Lots of stimming. Most of it is functional and self-soothing. Our friends and family get why my son stims and what he needs, they have his back; he will be fine, we’ll be fine. But if you or your child need stimming functionality backup or want to help understand why stimming doesn’t just matter but can be very necessary, I suggest citing Zoe’s About Stimming, or Julia Bascom’s The Obsessive Joy of Autism.
Or, you could just sing folks this song, which I came up with in Leo’s honor five years ago.
(To the tune of “Let it Snow, Let it Snow, Let it Snow”)
Oh, the holidays are coming
And that means that I’ll be bumming
Unless you can go out on a limb, and
Let me stim, let me stim, let me stim
It’s my favorite way of coping
And it calms me so I’m hoping
You won’t feel the need to look grim, just
Let me stim, let me stim, let me stim
When it’s finally time for bed
Please don’t make me give up my red straw
Or I might never go to sleep
And all of your nerves will be raw
I’m not hurting anybody
Though to you I might look funny
Don’t you folks have a tree to trim??
Let me stim, let me stim, let me stim!
Happy holidays from our hearths to yours. And if holidays are not a good time for you, know that you are not alone.
