The hardest part for me about parenting a child with special needs is the insecurity. Insecurity. . . with professionals who seem to know so much more than I feel like I do with friends and family who secretly and not-so-secretly disagree on the reasons my adopted kids act the way they do. when I pick up the monthly slew of psychiatric meds at our pharmacy and fear what the 19 year … [Read more...]
That Feeling You Never Let Yourself Feel
We sat in the car, inching forward in traffic that stretched miles ahead of us. My tween daughter turned on the radio. "Not that station!" I protested internally, but said nothing. She pulled out a granola bar and started eating (by which, I mean she ate 1/2 and ejected the crumbs from the rest around the seat). I looked over, tried to breathe away the annoyed reaction to her mess... Then I saw … [Read more...]