Parenting can be tough but parenting a child with special needs brings it to a different level

When I support parents who have children with additional needs, they focus a lot on what they have been told that their child will not be able to do or say. But it is so important to focus on what they CAN do and what they WILL achieve. Yes, I get it, it might not be what you had expected or maybe even hoped for – but that doesn’t have to mean that it is less good.

I also know that being a parent to a child with additional needs means I cherish every small milestone in his life. Everything is a bonus. I know there is a lot he cannot do but what he CAN do makes us smile. It was this feeling that compelled me to write ‘The first of everything’.

The first of everything

I remember the day as if it was yesterday.                                                                                                                When I was told that you would never…                                                                                                                              and you came back to show.

I cry, with happiness for all the                                                                                                                             first times of what I was told would never be.

I remember the day as if it was yesterday.                                                                                                           You went on your first playdate without me,                                                                                                                        and you came back happy and whole.

I cried with happiness for all the                                                                                                                           first times of what I was told would never be.

I remember the day as if it was yesterday.                                                                                                           You went to school,                                                                                                                                                            and did well.

I cried with happiness for all the                                                                                                                           first times of what I was told would never be.

I remember the day as if it was yesterday.                                                                                                           You went on a sleepover with a friend                                                                                                                                and was loved.

I cried with happiness for all the                                                                                                                            first times of what I was told would never be.

I remember the day as if it was yesterday.                                                                                                           You travelled, with your mates, without me                                                                                                                        and you came back, stronger.

I cried with happiness for all the                                                                                                                            first times of what I was told would never be.

I remember the day as if it was yesterday.                                                                                                           You went to Uni, you left me,                                                                                                                                              you came back, but only for visits.

I cried with happiness for all the                                                                                                                            first times of what I was told would never be.

I will never forget the first of many that you gave me.                                                                                   Surprises you made, how you tried,                                                                                                                                    and came back to tell the story.

I cry with happiness for all the                                                                                                                               first times of what I was told would never be.

I cry for the                                                                                                                                                            first of more to come.

Written by Mette Nyholm Theilmann

For my amazing son –

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