Having a child with special needs
means that you’ll spend days, months, and (sometimes) years pretending.
Pretending that everything’s fine. That he’s “normal.” You’ll talk
about delays, and pretend to feel relieved when family and friends tell you not
to worry about them. You’ll want so badly to believe that every baby
develops at his own rate that you’ll try. You’ll try to believe.
You may run with that for longer than makes sense because you don’t know how to
make sense of the fact that you know. You know something’s wrong. That is nothing, NOTHING like having another
mother with a special needs child or an understanding friend that can just listen. If you’re thinking about someone right now,
who don’t you give them a call. They may
need a best friend just a bad as you need one.
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