I've got more mom thoughts on the brain today. Including whether Dave is going to let me sleep late on Sunday, though he probably will, since he is such an awesome guy. RIGHT, HONEY?!!
But enough about me and my chronic sleep deprivation and my husband who is going to let me sleep in on Sunday. RIGHT, HONEY?!!
You know how I gave us props in yesterday's post for being able to see our kids for who they are—and not as kids who have disabilities? Today, I've been thinking about how I don't necessarily want to be seen as a mom of a kid with special needs.
I know, I know—I write this blog. I am way out of that closet, which is exactly where I want to be. But is it crazy to wish that people understood having a kid with special needs doesn't define me as a person? It keeps me plenty busy, to be sure. And yet...
I am a mom just like any other mom, in many ways.
I am a woman just like any other woman, in many ways.
I am not someone to be pitied or stared at or whispered about or avoided because you think that my life is so different than yours is.
And on Sunday, I am going to be a woman-mom who gets to sleep late. RIGHT, HONEY?!!
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