Ive been made to feel very guilty for wishing things were different.
DH and I were having a talk about this the other day and cane to the conclusion that, when you have a child with disabilities, a lot of people expect you to be almost saintly. You're perceived as so patient, so kind, so generous, so gentle and caring, people don't know how you do it, how you cope, how you manage, you're so strong, etc. And you're supposed to be this fierce Mama, spending your days advocating for your child, promoting the positive side of ,and educating everyone around you about it so that the world can be a better place. I've heard said about me by MIL that DS is "autistic and it can be such a trial but my son and DIL handle it beautifully" and that "God sends special children to special parents because he knows they'll love them the most". It's twee, patronising bullcrap and I hate it.
You can love your child at the same time as wishing things could be different. You can advocate for them and fight for them at the same time as feeling a pang for what could have been. You can challenge negative attitudes towards you and your child at the same time as wondering how your life might have been otherwise.
No guilt, no shame, we're only human 