“No one likes a brat.”
That’s the one piece of advice the resonates the most with me. This piece of advice was given before I ever had a special needs child. Before I ever had any children at all.
This piece of advice was given to me from another special needs mom who’s child, now a man, has a different condition than Austen does.
No one likes a brat. The first of many pieces of advice I would cling to in my journey as a special needs parent.
No one likes a brat.
Trust your gut.
Don’t be afraid to question doctors.
Don’t be afraid to switch doctors.
You know your child best.
Each of these tidbits was gifted to me by parents who had been in the trenches before me. Parents who spent years dredging through the muck of doctors visits, misdiagnosis’, surgeries, labs, and therapies.
To these parents, I thank you.
Thank you for doing the hard work, because of your sacrifice the work I do is a bit easier.
Thank you for your advice, it has often been what I cling to in my dark moments.
Thank you for your encouragement, without it I wouldn’t be able to see the blessings in our situation.
Thank you for pushing through. It is because of you that I can see a glimpse into what our future would be. It is because of you that I am able to get through each day. It’s because of you that I am able to keep going.
You’ve held me at my worse. You have cried with me and told me to get it together. You’ve prayed with me and cussed with me.
You are my lifeline.
To the parents who came before me, I’m sorry for all that you’ve been through. But I thank you for all that you’ve given me.