People notice my son. His autism is visible in how he moves, how he responds to the world — and I've learned to carry those looks with grace, even on the hard days.

What I couldn't carry as easily was dressing him in another ugly, clinical "adaptive" outfit on top of it all. He deserved more than something purely functional — he deserved to feel comfortable and good in his own clothes.

So I made the rompers.

Along the way, I realized something else: parents like me are carrying a lot too, quietly, and often unseen. So I started a small print-on-demand line just for us — something to wear that says I see you, for the parents holding it all together.