Autism Mom Appreciation Month: Meet Eileen Lamb
By Melissa Lushington, "Don't Cut Corners...Unless It's Cake" - Blog Series Vol. 4, Slice #5
Picture is courtesy of Eileen Lamb
Happy Mother’s Day everyone, and welcome back to another edition of the mini blog series,
Autism Mom Appreciation Month. This year, I would like to give a shout-out to someone who I
came across three years ago. In 2020, I was introduced to a young woman name Eileen Lamb
through her first published book titled All Across the Spectrum. Reading the description of it on
Amazon.com, I was easily invested in wanting to know more of her story because not only is she
a mom of an autistic child, but she herself is autistic as well! So, I really wanted to know what
that life was like for someone on the spectrum to be raising a child that’s also on the spectrum. I
already knew that Eileen was a photographer, but when I looked at her blog website known as
theautismcafe.com, I was just blown away by how skillful Eileen is as a photographer. Her
photos are not just beautiful and stunning, her photos are deliciously tasteful! It’s her story that
matters the most, and this is Eileen’s story.
In her book All Across the Spectrum, the story starts with Eileen being born in France 1996. At
a young age, Eileen always felt like she was different from everyone else. One example of this,
would be when she was six years old. It was during class time that Eileen was standing in front
of the class singing a 1935 French song called Madame La Marquise, which is a song written by
a popular French singer that depicts the dialogue between a lady and her gentleman James who
downplays the death of her favorite horse in a funny comedic way. After singing the song, Eileen
saw that her classmates were laughing at her and making fun of her. She didn’t understand why,
but this was the first time that she looked at her peers and thought to herself, “Am I different?”.
Other examples of this, would be that she had different interests from other children and
whenever she spoke children would look at her funny and strangely. She’s lived her whole life
feeling out of place and just getting by, and that didn’t change in adulthood. This is the part
where I tell you that I’ve read Eileen’s book All Across the Spectrum, and after reading her book
I noticed that there are many aspects of her life that I resonate a lot with myself. I was born in
1996, and growing up I always felt like I was different from everyone else. One example of this
was when I was in preschool, everyone was playing with each other while I was by myself on a
bean bag chair reading a book and listening to it on audio tape. Even when I was engaging in
other activities, I remember playing among the other children but not with the other children.
During playtime outside, other children were playing with each other while I was playing by myself and this was a repetitious thing not only in preschool, but in grade school and middle
school as well. In grade school I was sometimes mocked for the way I sounded, and most of the
time I felt out of place due to everyone having their own group of friends or one friend to hang
out with, while I spent most of my time by myself. This would cause people like my brother to
ask me if I even have friends at all, because people would notice that I spend most of my time by
myself. Referring back to Eileen, she was a daydreamer at seven years old. She would dream
about soccer and being in New York City in America, and she always had these big dreams that
no one understood, but she didn’t care her dreams made her happy, yet she still had to deal with
the consistency of feeling misunderstood. She couldn’t understand why other kids would laugh at her and why adults would try to hold her back from her dreams. Her mom would often tell her
how different she is from other children her own age. When she was three years old, Eileen taught herself how to read and write and I resonate with this because when I was very little, I
taught myself how to read too. Eileen loved puzzle games, memory games, and didn’t mind
indulging with them for several hours, yet she struggled socially. Her mom used to always teach
Eileen how to interact with people appropriately by giving her social exercises that involved
going to different places and interacting with people. She hated those exercises because it made
her uncomfortable having to make eye contact with people. As a result of this, people would
often tell Eileen’s parents that Eileen was being rude, and her parents would say that Eileen is
just being shy. As time went on, Eileen’s differences and social struggles became more obvious.
Eileen mentions in her book that she was picked on at school a lot, and while some of those
memories are put behind her, other memories still haunt her to this day. Such as this example, when Eileen was playing basketball at gym class, kids at school would say that she walks like a
penguin. Other examples include being manipulated by people who she thought were her friends
during her rebellion phase in the eighth grade and being spat on repeatedly by teenage boys
while on a public bus. There was one specific moment, where Eileen ran into a man name Jean-
Marc Furlan. He was a coach for the Troyes soccer team, and was on his way to the field to start
practice. When Eileen told him what happened with the teenage boys, he was so irate and
disgusted that he gave Eileen his official team practice jacket. That small act of compassion
meant the world to Eileen. The reason why, is because she learned a simple valuable lesson that
day which is that kindness does exist. After experiencing more harsh acts of bullying in high
school, Eileen was fed up and wanted to leave France for good when she states, “I wanted to get
out and go somewhere far away from France. I craved freedom, a whole new life. I wanted to
move to the United States.” After some time went by Eileen’s dream would finally come true,
when she moved to the United States in Austin Texas.
From there, Eileen would eventually cross paths and meet the love of her life and current husband name Willy. Eileen met Willy in Austin at a coffeehouse, where she felt like she could be herself. The people there were friendly, always smiling, and it reminded her of the community she had back in France at the bar. She was in her element and felt free to be herself without fear of judgement. Then one day after work, she went to the coffee house where Willy made a comment to her as she was taking off her helmet. The comment he made to her was “You must pick up a lot of chicks with that scooter.” Feeling off guard, Eileen couldn’t tell if he was actually talking to her or someone else. After all, she was used to not to being a man’s desire of affection, so to have a man compliment her for the first time was nothing less than a new experience for her. After an awkward conversation about chickens, umbrellas, and pencil sharpeners Willy and Eileen started talking more from there. They talked about random things and bonded over their love of music. Eileen liked Willy because he struck her as different and funny, and he wasn’t bothered by her quirks. At the time, Eileen was at the coffee house with her boyfriend for a chess game. When Willy showed up at the coffee house and sat down with Eileen and her boyfriend, the rest became history, Eileen and Willy got married, and they had started their family together with their first child Charlie.
Before Charlie was born, Eileen had always wanted a boy. The reason why is because growing up as a child, Eileen had trouble staying friends with girls and didn’t understand them, yet it was easier to understand boys. When Charlie was born full-term, Eileen thought he was the most handsome baby she had ever seen. He was a happy baby that was independent, he smiled, and laughed. Charlie even laughed when Eileen spoke in French because he thought it was funny. When Charlie was 15 months old, Eileen reported to a pediatrician that Charlie wasn’t pointing, didn’t understand simple directions, cried uncontrollably at the sight of other children, and didn’t say ‘mamma’ or ‘dada’. Eileen wondered if this would be a problem, but the doctor didn’t seem worried about it and advised Eileen to keep an eye on Charlie’s development. As time went on, thoughts about things with Charlie being more serious came to mind, but Eileen didn’t worry too much. Eileen understood Charlie’s behavior because finding comfort in being alone and
struggling to make eye contact with people was something that she does as well. At the time
Eileen thought that this was part of Charlie’s personality, but it wouldn’t be until later that Eileen would learn that these were all early signs of autism. When Charlie was 18 months old, Eileen filled out a questionnaire explaining that Charlie was still not pointing, not making eye contact, not clapping, doesn’t say hello when you come home, doesn’t follow directions, doesn’t point to an airplane in the sky, doesn’t bring you a rock when he sees one, and doesn’t respond to his name. After handing her responses to the pediatrician, she explained that there was nothing to worry about because these were just routine questions that they were asking because these
behaviors are early signs of autism. Then the pediatrician explained to Eileen not to worry because, “Charlie is not autistic.” This was after the pediatrician had known Charlie for over a
year, given him his checkups, and expressed that she’s an expert, but Eileen went home that day
feeling satisfied with the results. Knowing what she knows now about autism, Eileen wishes she
had known about it sooner so that she would be able to know for herself that Charlie (as well as
herself) is autistic. A pediatrician with years of experience is supposed to be trained enough to
identify an autistic person based on the information given to them, but Eileen was surprised to
know how little the pediatrician knew about autism and couldn’t see Charlie as autistic right