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Readers Respond: What's On Your Special-Needs Parenting Wish List?

Responses: 34


From the article: Wish List
If you could tell people what you REALLY want for a birthday or holiday gift, what would it be? Extra sleep? Respite care? Respect? Intimidating accompaniment at IEP meetings? I've shared my ideas for Mother's Day and Christmas lists -- now it's your turn!

Please just listen - like really listen!

My wish would be to be listened to when I talk about our sons, my worries and my suggestions on what we can do to improve their situation. Not to be listened to as a hysterical mother but as a true fighter who should be listened to. I'm not just overreacting! So please, just really really listen to what I have to say! (http://familyandautism.com)
—Guest Ragga (Family and Autism)

my deep desire

I am between jobs,because I should take care of my autistic son.If I go to work my income is lesser than therapists cost.so I am both occupation& speech therapist of my son.I wish I had enough monry to seperate from my spouse because he always humiliates& belittles me for my joblessness.
—Guest venus


In reading this parents I want to say I don't pity you...I admire you, your determination, your smile, faith, love, choices made out of love. I know and I often have wondered Lord, why? I think you parents were chosen because God knew you could do it! You are to be admired and one day God will be giving you your reward! Please also forgive our ignorance in not understanding, and know that you strife not in vain!
—Guest Yolanda Corral

My hope and prayer

My hope and prayer is not to have my child "healed" as many friends and family wish for. My wish is for people to accept our son for who he is, just like they accept me for who I am, shortcomings and flaws included. People have a tendency to pity and even mourn for us even now, 10 years after our son's birth. We have moved on and our son is still our son, the perfect gift he was created to be for our family. www.lessonsfrommatthew.com

Hey, no problem

I wish that leaving the peanut butter/nuts home would not be a big deal for other parents. I wish that others would want to help protect a child more than fight for their every last right to eat what they want when they want.
—Guest Ali


I wish that effort would always equal outcome. I wish I knew that all these doctors, therapists, specialists, legal battles with our school system, meetings with teachers, etc. would translate into a high school diploma, a college degree, financial stability, and a generative, independent life for my severely autistic child.
—Guest Imani's Mama

peace and courage.

I wish for courage. I've been avoiding getting an official diagnosis for my 8 year old. I hate labels, and don't want him to have one following him around. My husband and I, the school, his OT, we've been working with him on his impulsivity, sensory processing difficulties, fine motor and social skills for years, with notable success. However, school and life are getting more challenging, and we need more answers than we have. Second, I wish for peace. Peace of mind, peace of heart, peace of body. I'm always watching, always planning for the quick exit, always wondering if I'll get a call... This is second nature, and part of being his mom. However, lately I've been anxious, and second guessing myself. Perhaps it's my nerves about his increased difficulties, or taking him to a specialist, but I have been less of myself, more likely to bark. As a result, my family is walking on egg shells around me. It's a bad cycle, and we're all stuck. So, I wish for peace, and courage.

i wish for my young man (my son)

My son is 21 and has really asked for nothing much in his life. He is not physically able to help himself, but that is OK. He has overcome a lot in his life, but I have noticed a change in the age and what is happening in his body. We keep up with exercise. He has asked not to long ago to go to DISNEY WORLD. On our income he is not able. We believe in paying bills first. So that could take a while. He wonders sometimes why. We tell him it is all good and GOD is good and he will work it out. I am THANKFUL for my SON, but I hate it for him that he cannot do things. The main reason is nothing is AVAILABLE for wheelchair people. That is what I am sad about not only for him. I Wish he could go to Disney World and be able to ride the ride he wanted and do what he wanted for once. We try to think of things to do but it is not available. He is too old for camp and he liked that also. I will keeping PRAYING for something, and I realize this is not as important as health, but for him it is important.
—Guest wood

See What I See...

I just hope that one day my son could be viewed as a "normal" child. That he wouldn't be known as a child with health problems or disabilities. I want people to see what I see. An amazing little boy that loves to be loved, loves to be included, that just by him smiling it can make the worst day into a good day. He has proven all of his doctors wrong over the last 3 years and i hope he always does, you can do anything Leland mommy believes in you!
—Guest Adair


My wish is for the world to believe that my children have value... They can be educated, have friendships, to be included, they can hold jobs with support and training. They have a right to be happy, they have a right to have their needs met, they have the right to be included in society not looked down on, they have a right to a truly meaningful education, supports, and most importantly have a society that believes that they can be of value. I wish that society believed in all our children and I will never hear again that they can't have any of the above because there is little or no money.

I wish I felt competent

I wish that when I talked about what was going on with my child, people would listen and mention what I'm doing right instead of offering silly advice that I've heard a dozen times before. I wish they would believe that if I'm taking a surgery and the recovery care seriously, then it means that it needs to be taken seriously, not that I'm over-protective. I wish that someone would say "Hey! you're doing a good job." rather than "Oh, this is what you should be doing." I wish I could say that to myself.
—Guest MicheleinMichigan

My wish...

...would be for my son to always feel included, respected, listened to, and loved by all around him. He gets this at home, but I always worry what happens at school and day care.

wish list

top of my wish list would be for my little girl to be able to play with other children. Secoundly to have more time to enjoy her instead of constantly being an advocate for her because of the lack of knowledge of her condition and tolerance. Finally to enjoy a day of total abandonment regardless of what it is.
—Guest caroline

wishful heart

I wish for.... 1) a day where there will be no more "fights" with getting dressed, eating, brushing hair, and especially with brushing my daughter's teeth! These so called simple daily tasks result in verbal as well as physical abuse from her. 2) that my daughter could express herself appropriately without the verbal & physical aggression. Makes it hard to keep your cool and remember that she is not doing it to be viscious 3)that my daughter could again have a "real" friend. She has had a couple but they all keep moving away. One is still somewhat close but it is hard to coordinate schedules for a playdate. The kids around here tend to play with her (if that's what you can call it) because she has the swingset and cool toys. That or there is nobody else around to play with. It breaks my heart that at almost 8 years old she has already experienced the loss of 3 good & true friends and the rest just see her as their back up plan :-(
—Guest tbrew74

Iwish just once just 4 today 3 wishes...

1. {that my 3yr old and my PDD child didn't begin to fight over a headless wrestling figure(screeching @ the top of their lungs), meanwhile my neighbor knocks on my door 4 a cigarette that I want/need but don't have...simultaneously my phone rings and its my PDD childs therapist...my teenaged son pops his head in my bathroom door to announce that someone just flooded the toilet in the upstairs bathroom I spent all morning disinfecting and reorganizing. Meanwhile the one year old awakens (wailing like a fast approaching fireengine) in the midst of all the shenanigans and my nine year old yells out "OH SNAP!all that milk just knocked over on Mommy's clean laundry basket.......I wish that just once none of this happens( just as I dip my toe in the most perfect temperature lavender scented bathwater everrr... there it goes. 2. That no one would tactlessly ask the question "Whats wrong with him?" about my PDD son. 3. That everyone would go 2 bed according to the schedule @ 7:5 0pm
—Guest Shawna Cheatham

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