Here Is The Thing About Being a Special Needs Parent…

The number one piece of advice that you get from well meaning doctors, nurses, disabled adults, the garbage man, the waitress and your family is………

treat your special needs child like every other kid.

Yeah, here is the thing about that-they are not like every other child:

  • Every child doesn’t struggle to get dressed in the morning because their legs won’t cooperate.
  • Every child doesn’t have an average of 2-3 surgeries or hospital stays a year.
  • Every child doesn’t have to turn down invitations to friends houses because they have too many stairs.
  • Every child doesn’t have learning disabilities that make learning certain subjects next to impossible.
  • Every child doesn’t have a major therapy goal to learn how to pour milk.
  • Every child doesn’t spend their birthdays, christmas, halloweens, being monitored for infections
  • Every child doesn’t have to be worried that the thing they are allergic to is hidden in every day items

So, this is my collective scream at everyone who loves to pass on that tidbit of well meaning advice. You know, the one who honestly has no idea what the hell they are talking about? I would gladly treat my kid like he is just like every other kid. But the fact is, he isn’t. BUT, just like every other MOM I love my child more than myself and that is why I bend over backwards to make his life the best it can be.

Doggy Angel

So, first, if you don’t know this about me, I believe in spirits, angels, guides, whatever you want to call them. I believe that we all have loving energies around us that help to guide us. Tonight’s events are just evidence of that…

We were being bad parents and eating in the living room watching tv with the kids (yeah, yeah, I know the family dinner statistics, the table was full of science materials from Carters new chemistry kit). It’s a fairly nice night out so we had the front door open to get the breeze through the screen. All of a sudden a lab walks right up to our front door. She was the sweetest thing with a pink collar and all of us had thoughts of Chardonnay.

Nala actually growled at her through the screen. Nala is a trained service dog. I don’t think I have ever heard Nala growl. Something unsettled her for sure.

Thankfully the young lab had a tag and I called her family. The mom was shocked we had her. More shocked when she realized where we were located. The family was in the same development but on a completely different end and across a major road. She had to have crossed a busy road in the pitch dark at a high traffic hour (well, for out here anyway).

The family rushed right over and a little girl jumped out of the car in tears and threw her arms around her ‘Tess”. The mom told me they had just moved in two weeks ago. The kids were doing homework and they had no idea the dog was gone. Thank God they had put a new tag on Tess when they first moved.

As they pulled away I was both smiling and crying. I am so happy the little girl got her lab back but she reminded me so much of Chard.

I still feel Chardonnays spirit around us and I just know she did what she always did and took care of another little pup tonight.

OMG! I am SO Over It…

*photo has been produced so many times on the net I am not sure who should get credit. But it isn't me...