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My journey through motherhood is freckled with occasions to second guess old choices. Hindsight often jests at my expense. Should’ves and would’ves, maybes and might haves pile up accusingly mocking my good intentions.

Reflecting on my decisions, sifting through reservations and regrets, I was reminded that my worries are not at all unusual. Parenting children with special needs my doubts are not dissimilar from parents of neurotypical children or those whose children live with physical disabilities or illness. We are an eclectic community of individuals nurturing uniquely beautiful children into a place of independent strength founded in unconditional love and confidence in their abilities.

Today as I count the paths unchosen, curious if I have overlooked a simpler journey, I am reminded of the lessons in love and resilience that have accompanied my errors. I carry my apologies alongside my hope and move forward towards the next bend in the road.

Tagged: Children, Musings, Parenting