We got back a couple of days ago from our holiday & although we had a lovely time it really hit home how much ds2 is different from the other kids.
I hate feeling so negative because I am so proud of him but all the nudges & sideways glances from the other guests were just so in our face.
Its just the older he gets the more his behaviour & his disabilities stand out.
I just can't seem to shake this feeling of sadness & I feel bad for thinking of him in such a way.