An unexpected life

When I was a young girl I used to dream of being a mother. I dreamed of endless laughter, scrapped knees and endless kisses. You never dream of your child having special needs, you never dream of them hurting. There is no handbook on being a mom, and there is definitely not a manual for being the mom of a child with special needs. I will say this, I most certainly don't feel like I am missing out, I don't feel disappointment, and I don't feel angry. I do feel joy, pride, and amazement at the wonder that is my amazing angel. I go to sleep every night with anticipation for tomorrow and what the day will bring. I thrive on all the little, and big accomplishments that my angel makes every day. I am still learning and everyday is still a struggle, but I will not be a victim to my circumstances, and I won't let my angel be a victim either. I do wonder what life would be like without all the 7 hour days at the hospital for specialist visits, what it would be like to not have to plan out therapy appointments, and I long for the day that I don't have to lock my fridge. I have found a strength inside me that I didn't even know existed. I have a drive to set an example for both of my children that anything is possible, that you can achieve anything. I am on this life long journey and I know there is a light at the end of the tunnel.