I am not sure I should write this post or not. So, of course, I am going to.
To clarify up front:: I am not writing this post because I am fishing for help or encouragement. I have gotten so much of both recently that I fear I am spoiled for life by the love of those around me. Wait, can you be spoiled by help or encouragement? I guess not. {smile}
We have a child with special needs. I am not planning to post those needs on this blog at this point, but they are there, and they will always be there (meaning they cannot be completely taken away by surgery, medicine, or anything else except a miracle).
This is a new world for me. I have never had a child with special needs before. And to be honest, I have had a hard time wrapping my head around all that this involves. To be sure, I would not change anything, anything, anything about the decisions we have made. Never in a gazillion years. It is just a new paradigm for me.
I totally took for granted how healthy our kids have been. I got hot and bothered about yearly checkups and dentist appointments, and heaven help me if someone got sick more than once in awhile. Now that we are doctors' offices incessantly and the pharmacy only slightly less incessantly, I realize that our life is different now. A GOOD different, but different all the same.
But even more than that, I have realized how many, many other Moms around me:: at my church, in our neighborhood, at our school:: have been living in this paradigm for much longer than I have. And I feel grieved that I never thought or cared enough to ask how they are doing, how their children are doing, how they are managing.
Do you know a Mom who has a child with special needs? (and I am NOT talking about me; I feel very encouraged by you all!!) Give her a hug when you next see her. Ask her how she is holding up. Ask her if her insurance company is giving her fits. Ask her how you can encourage her. Tell her how beautiful her child(ren) are. Ask her how many times she had to go to the pharmacy this week. Ask her if you can go to the pharmacy for her so the pharmacist does not make helpful comments to her such as "Wow, you sure have been here a lot recently." Bring her chocolate. Talk to her about your life. Just love her. She is living in the same world as you, but altogether different.
To clarify up front:: I am not writing this post because I am fishing for help or encouragement. I have gotten so much of both recently that I fear I am spoiled for life by the love of those around me. Wait, can you be spoiled by help or encouragement? I guess not. {smile}
We have a child with special needs. I am not planning to post those needs on this blog at this point, but they are there, and they will always be there (meaning they cannot be completely taken away by surgery, medicine, or anything else except a miracle).
This is a new world for me. I have never had a child with special needs before. And to be honest, I have had a hard time wrapping my head around all that this involves. To be sure, I would not change anything, anything, anything about the decisions we have made. Never in a gazillion years. It is just a new paradigm for me.
I totally took for granted how healthy our kids have been. I got hot and bothered about yearly checkups and dentist appointments, and heaven help me if someone got sick more than once in awhile. Now that we are doctors' offices incessantly and the pharmacy only slightly less incessantly, I realize that our life is different now. A GOOD different, but different all the same.
But even more than that, I have realized how many, many other Moms around me:: at my church, in our neighborhood, at our school:: have been living in this paradigm for much longer than I have. And I feel grieved that I never thought or cared enough to ask how they are doing, how their children are doing, how they are managing.
Do you know a Mom who has a child with special needs? (and I am NOT talking about me; I feel very encouraged by you all!!) Give her a hug when you next see her. Ask her how she is holding up. Ask her if her insurance company is giving her fits. Ask her how you can encourage her. Tell her how beautiful her child(ren) are. Ask her how many times she had to go to the pharmacy this week. Ask her if you can go to the pharmacy for her so the pharmacist does not make helpful comments to her such as "Wow, you sure have been here a lot recently." Bring her chocolate. Talk to her about your life. Just love her. She is living in the same world as you, but altogether different.
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