I used to look at New Year’s Day as a new beginning; a fresh start. Since becoming a special needs parent, the celebration of New Year’s means nothing to me. I know that sounds harsh but, before you call me a party pooper, hear me out… Parenting a child with special needs changes your perspective… Continue reading New Year’s Day: Like The Morning Fog
Today, I felt as though I was suffocating under the weight of motherhood. Being a mother to special needs children carries with it an even greater sense of heaviness at times. To even say something like that makes me feel terrible. After all, I love my children with a deep, fierce, whole-heart kind of love…but… Continue reading The Weight Of Motherhood: What I Know
Yesterday, I sat in another doctor’s office…another one of my children, another painful diagnosis. I felt the doubt creep in. Aching for my child, my heart whispered, “What are you thinking, God?!” My mama instincts longed to fix things for my girl. I’m sick and tired of watching my children suffer. Then, a wise friend… Continue reading “What are you thinking, God?!”
In the midst of my hardest and most painful parenting moments, I always felt that I HAD to keep going. That I had no choice but to push through. That’s what I’d always been told, anyway. Yet, I’m learning that, when parenting brings you to your knees, stay there! DON’T get up. At least not right… Continue reading Surrender In The Storm
It happened three days ago. The moment was so surreal that I still haven’t really processed it except through tears of joy. I had lots of hope, but there was still that place in the back of my mind that acknowledged the possibility that it may never happen. When your child is diagnosed with Autism, you just… Continue reading A (Different) Dream Come True
