Open letter to moms of special kiddos
Dear Special Needs Moms, I see you at the grocery store, the town office, the parking lots, the pediatric office, the WIC office. I know you are everywhere. I see you with those dark circles under your eyes. I see you with that calm and frazzled expression. I see you trying to hold your child and those big feelings together because the meltdown is coming for your child, or you ( or both) but you are in public. I see you celebrating that moment the world missed because they didn't know ( like my Jon who kicked a ball for the first time at age 4, yes we bought the ball). It is is easy to find you in the crowd, because we share that look. I am willing to venture that you probably own more pajamas, or athletic clothes (yoga pants, sweat pants, pj's with pockets) then dress clothes. I am willing to bet that your circle of friends is small enough you can count them on one hand. I am willing to bet I could probably find you online in a parent group for your child's diagnosis