I've known this since he was three. His four now. But the realisation has hit me and I'm scared for his future.
I had DS in my teens, I was 16, I'm now 21, and no way did I think that I would end up having a special needs child. But I guess that's like with every mother regardless of age.
I'm tired, so tired. I'm sick of writing up report after report about DS. I'm of trying to push the school to get the support that DS needs. I'm tired of getting jealous when I see other kids who are way beyond developmentally. I'm tired of looking at schools after schools.
Has anyone felt like this?