Special needs mamas are chosen. Deep down I always knew I would have a child with special needs. When we got Peyton’s diagnosis, and even before that, when we knew there was something but that something didn’t yet have a name, I was never shocked or angry. In my life, before I was a mom,...
THIS POST MAY CONTAIN AFFILIATE LINKS. PLEASE READ MY DISCLOSURE FOR MORE INFO. As a mom to a severe speech delayed kiddo, I have witnessed some interactions that range from amazing to downright offensive. I want to be clear that I feel like (mostly) people are well-meaning and are not TRYING to be dismissive or...
I sent my first 2 kids to kindergarten at the “normal” time. They were 5. Having winter birthdays and being on track with their peers, made the decision easy for us. I never had to ponder and weigh the pros and cons of sending them to kindergarten or delaying it. I never thought I’d be...
I always knew Peyton was different. From the moment he was born he just acted differently and we reciprocated appropriately. Of course, then we just thought it was because he was the youngest, we knew we were done having children; so that’s why we held him a little longer, gave in a little easier, and...