There’s
a lot of stuff rumbling around in my head and heart lately related to being the
mother of a child with special needs. It
mostly has to do with the sub-culture that is Special Needs Parenting. Many have asked if I/we have found a support
group or someone in a similar situation to talk with. The truth is, while I do have a couple of
friends who have kids with special needs and we message on Facebook sometimes,
I’m leery to jump into the sub-culture.
While
well intentioned and fiercely in love with their children, I have been
overwhelmed, annoyed, disheartened and made to feel inferior by more than one
parent of a special needs kid and their unsolicited advice. Overwhelmed and disheartened when it seems
all these moms (in my experience, it’s been moms I’ve spoken to) can talk about
is their child’s latest struggle or success, therapy or doctor
appointment. I’ve been told to hold on
to hope and to fight harder for my child and the services he does and will
need. I’ve been questioned about my
ability to work full time outside of the home and keep up with Connor’s
needs.
Frankly,
my life is crazy enough. I haven’t been
wanting to take it up a notch by entering into this kind of community.
I
also think I have a fear of hearing and seeing what might be ahead of us. I don’t think I’m in denial about Connor’s diagnosis
and what that might mean for him and us, but it is quite easy to just look at
the here and now. Being around other
kids with special needs and their parents scares me. Scares me enough that I had decided not to go
to the Joubert Syndrome conference this summer.
I had a physical, anxious reaction every time I thought about the
conference and interacting with other JS families.
So all of
this has been on my heart the last couple of months. I’ve really wrestled with these feelings as
my extroverted side has always driven me to engage in groups, meet new people
and go to things that I can learn from and have fun at. To all of a sudden feel like you want to do
the exact opposite has been hard.
But I’m
entering a new place with some of it, realizing that this is a community and
sub-culture I must be a part of in some way so that I can be the best mom
possible for Connor. We’ve decided to
FOR SURE go to the JS conference. Brent
really wants to go. It’s in Minneapolis
so we’ll be able to see friends and family and bunk up at friends’ houses for
free. And we won’t be able to go in 2015 because of the ELCA Youth Gathering
being the same time, so it would be four years until we have the opportunity to
go again. And while I’m still nervous
and not sure, I don’t feel like I’m going to throw up every time I think about
going.
I joined the
Facebook group for JS Parents. I’ll
probably just lurk for a while and see what folks are talking about, but it’s a
step.
I’ve also
Googled a family nearby who has a daughter with JS. She was featured in a local paper not too
long ago because of her trip with Make A Wish.
Not quite ready to call yet, but I have their number and hope to make
contact with them this spring.
So I’m
dipping my toes into the sub-culture of Special Needs Parenting. Curious, wanting, leery and ready to defend
our family’s unique situation and decisions if need be. I ask for your prayers as I navigate these
unfamiliar waters!
Cute picture of my little Valentines just because! |