New Research Shows That Autism Is Contagious.


It only took 8 months but she’s finally playing with her baby brother. He adores her.

It seems like every other day a new study on autism comes out. Some are outrageous and weird, others kind of makes sense and are less desperate than most but for the most part I think we’re just grasping at straws trying to figure out the mystery behind the diagnoses.

I’ve been doing an intense study on autism for the past 8 years. I didn’t realize that I was doing the study, it just happened. I wish I had charts and graphs to show you what I’ve learned but there’s a few problems with that.
1- I’m lazy and that seems like a lot of work.
2 – I don’t think you can accurately chart a humans behavior and be consistent and precise.
3- I’ve never written a single thing down that I’ve learned in my research.

I’m going to just have to spout this off by memory and through pictures.

Through my research I’ve come to discover that autism is contagious. Wait, before you run out and get a hazmat suit lets hang out just a bit longer and talk about this. If you don’t have someone with autism within, let’s say half a mile then you should be safe for the time being.

One of our triplet daughters has autism. We’ve known it since she was only months old but she was officially diagnosed at age 3. It wasn’t a surprise and there was no denial from our family. We accepted it and embraced it.

Shortly after her diagnosis I started to notice a change in our family. Even though we had known she was “different” for a few years, we now had an official name and could explain to her why her mind saw things differently than the rest of us. It lessened the anxiety for all of us but mostly for our daughter. She began to accept herself, her thoughts and her actions that she previously couldn’t understand. We became more relaxed and we all became a little more open and unfiltered.

This is when my research became intense and the results are mind-blowing.

Autism is contagious!

“Waffle, waffle, waffle, waffle, waffle, waffle, waffle, waffle!”
Our little 8 month old son erupts in laughter at his sister’s obsessive word that’s going on nonstop in her head, through her mouth and out into the car on the way home from school. She can’t stop saying waffle and he can’t stop laughing. Everyone in the car is smiling ear to ear. Two more kids chime in, “Waffle, waffle, waffle, waffle!”. Giggles are coming from every corner of the car, myself included. I want to pull over and watch but I keep my eyes on the road and enjoy the noise coming from the back of the car. I think to myself that before I knew she honestly couldn’t stop saying the word I would have freaked out. “STOP SAYING IT!” would have been what was yelled in the car previous to her diagnosis but now I get it. Everyone in the car gets it. It’s awesome. We’ve all become a little autistic with her and instead of letting the obsessive saying of the word freak us out, we all join in. “Waffle, waffle, waffle, waffle, waffle!”. No longer is it like fingernails on a chalkboard but more like listening to Chris Tomlin’s version of Amazing Grace.

I’m not a fan of McDonalds, never have been but they are clever and sneaky and often win. I think we all know that kids only want to go there for one reason, toys. Our daughter use to lose it when we passed a McDonald and didn’t stop. When I say lose it I mean absolutely go into another world all together, lose the light in her eyes and almost hyperventilate. I found myself taking the long way home just to avoid passing one. Once we realized that she honestly couldn’t help it, we started to accept and enjoy it. I don’t mean that we enjoyed the freak outs, we enjoyed the toy mind games that McDonalds plays with us. We, well our daughter and her sisters, check every so often to see what the next toy is that will be shoved in a box next to “food”. I will make an excuse to buy it. And I will. I’ll cave to the meal or I’ll drive through to just buy the toy. Pre-diagnosis I would have stood my ground but now I get it. It’s the obsession of the year. A picture of the toy plays over and over in her head. She sees it when she tries to sleep and she see it when she’s awake. She can’t erase the image from her mind until it is satisfied. This too shall pass but until then the whole family will obsess over the next carrot on a stick that McDonald’s uses to pull us into the abyss.

My family stopped caring, not about people or feelings but about thoughts and judgment. When we go out in public and our daughter is wearing mix matched clothes, two different socks (one knee-high the other ankle), a glove (just one)  and her hair hasn’t been brushed in so long that she now has dreadlocks, we over look the stares.
When she’s dissecting her meal and eating it in her normal ritual, we no longer question her or try to convince her to eat it the way everyone else does. A few of us actually try it her way, maybe she’s on to something, maybe it taste better that way.


We’ve all gone mad!

We’ve thrown out any definition of normal and realize that we’re all a little strange. We’re all different and on some level we’ve all become a little autistic or maybe we’ve always been this way and our daughter’s diagnosis just showed us how cool it can be.

Autism is contagious.

You can’t get it from airborne germs or by the exchange of bodily fluids. You won’t get it from touching an autistic person or using the same fork they used. It’s not going to latch on to your child at daycare and get carried home.

You can get it by loving someone with autism. You will get it from spending time with them and opening your eyes and heart to the way they see the world. It will latch on to your heart and change everything about you.

Once you’ve caught it life will never be the same. There’s no cure and you won’t search for one. The symptoms creep up on you and the effects hit like a little league player up to bat in the world series.

A quirk becomes a personality trait.
A word becomes a story.
An obsession becomes tradition.
A fashion flub becomes runway material.

It will make your heart melt. It will steal your kisses and rob you of your hugs.
It will open your eyes to a wonderful new world.
It will make you questions everything previously known as normal.
It will make you drive through McDonald’s while yelling “waffle, waffle,waffle,waffle,waffle,waffle,waffle,waffle!”

Autism is contagious. Once you’ve caught it you will never be the same and won’t ever want to be who you were before you got it.


This is what autism looks like. She’s beautiful and kind. SHe’s compassionate and loving but most of all she’s absolutely hilarious.

11 thoughts on “New Research Shows That Autism Is Contagious.

  1. Thank you for this post! I stumbled onto your blog from the piece that was published on and started reading some of your other posts, and I must say, that this is spot on! I have two children, none of them with autism, but the again, sometimes I think every child has autistic traits in varying degrees… (One of my nephews and a couple of close friends of the family has been diagnosed with autistic syndroms so I know what it is really like, I am not trying to minimize anything here, please don’t take offense). Anyway, reading this post made me realize that I could, and probably should, respond the same way to my own children, when my 9yo daughter eats just like your daughter, little tiny bits at a time, always with her hands, slowly slowly and we cringe because it takes so long and we are always in a hurry… When my 6yo son gets obsessed with a stick that was in his fantasy a sword that he forgot somewhere and he has to have it right now or he will die and he cries so hard he can hardy breathe…
    Thank you for planting a couple of new thoughts in my head and my heart!
    Regards from Sweden.

  2. A friend emailed this to me and I was so curious by the title that I had to read it right away. When my granddaughter was diagnosed as being in the autism spectrum I thought here we go again as two of my own children had years earlier been diagnosed also as being in the spectrum.
    I can relate first hand to your refreshing insight. Our family too has embraced my granddaughter’s quirks that often lend a new perspective on the way we look at things or events.
    Thank you for sharing your insight.

  3. Here’s the thing: I want to give you a personal example. We have some neighbors. We also have some other neighbors that were closer and were ourfriends. However those two neighbors got together and I believe one told them that our son, who is autistic, that somehow it can pass to their child. I’m a medical professional, more specifically a Physician Assistant. However I wanted to see what would happen if I type a question into Google. When I type “is autism contageous,?” yours is the first that comes up. I obviously read your entire article, but case and point, the previous poster who got irate without reading is one that may just read the headline and go from there. So, I request not that you change it, but that you think about the headline and what implications that could mean for people that have not a lot of education, that only read a very short amount, and may go on to spread misinformation. Thank you.

  4. I read your entire article, but I must disagree.
    I don’t think your entire claim is correct, that everyone is a little bit autistic. I think it is more along the lines of you adapting to her needs. My brother is autistic, and his constant loud voice or long and never ending conversations or his easily upset self would drive me insane. Then I knew what he had, I started changing little things to better fit his needs, not continuing arguments so he would get upset. Either way, you seem to be great at parenting :).

  5. I read your article and this proves nothing. No evidence to support your claim that Autism is contagious. You said in the article that your daughter was diagnosed at age 3 and that you knew she was Autistic but what was the source. You never stated how she got Autism, or what was the cause for her diagnosis. For all we know she could have inherited it. That is a more likely possibility. Autism is a disorder, not a disease, there is a difference. One is mental difference and impairment, the other is an illness.

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