The latest is causing chaos in my head. Some of you may have heard of it but “Slow Death by Rubber Duck” is sitting beside me on my nightstand, looming and foreboding. I always waved off the idea of chemicals in our lives, reasoning that there are organizations and governmental bodies to protect us. That, and it was just me. I didn’t put much thought into it.
Strangely enough, just a few days before delving into this book I was wondering what exactly is autism? Wonder what causes it? I know there are no definite answers, but even the uneducated me could logic my way to a general answer. Environmental factors are a major difference between “then” and now. If you are born with autism or ADHD or allergies or asthma then something beyond parenting is to blame. Something before birth.
I’m feeling guilt for getting on this wagon so late in the game. How many chemicals that I waved off in my life got passed into my unborn kids? Will they affect them? Have they already? Carter already shows signs of seasonal allergies (which I have); did I unknowingly do that to him? Maybe they are behind in speech because of something I allowed them to be exposed to, either through me as they grew in my belly, or maybe that I fed them, gave them, allowed them to chew on? What is hindering their development? Could I have prevented it?
I know the saying, the best time to plant a tree was 20 years ago. The second best time is now. My fear is that the damage is done and had I planted that tree earlier, it could have been avoided.
