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<blockquote data-quote="LittleDudesMom" data-source="post: 300785" data-attributes="member: 805"><p>tictoc,</p><p> </p><p>The Holland "story" is a good one and one that can help you realize that life rarely comes at us like we expect.</p><p> </p><p>I can tell you that you will learn to find the joy in the small things and pride in the little molments along the way. I've said this before on the board, but I will repeat it again for you. When my difficult child was in his darkess days back in second grade, I was devestated. I just wished for a "normal" boy who ran and laughed and played with his friends. A boy who played sports and fit the picture of a kid on commercials.</p><p> </p><p>I would pick him up in the afternoons and watch the other boys running on the playground and having a great time. Their mothers didn't worry about their raging, about the potential for them to fly off the handle. They didn't worry about the trips to the principal's office and calls home.</p><p> </p><p>But then a day came where he told me, as we were lying in his bed after a story, about something that happened at school that day and he just laughed and laughed. I remember that it hurt my heart because it felt so "normal".</p><p> </p><p>As he began therapy and medications and behavior mod, things began to improve slowly. I took pleasure in the mornings he ran from the car at school and yelled, "Bye mom, love you." I took joy when he jumped over a wave and laughed. That meant more than any sports trophy.</p><p> </p><p>I realized that he had special gifts and a loving spirit when the rough stuff on the outside was pushed aside. I realized that this boy of mine was who he was simply because he was. I trully believed that he has made me a better a parent and a better person. He has made me more patient and more understanding.</p><p> </p><p>I cannot imagine life without this boy of mine. I trully feel that he is a blessing for a reason. I know in my heart, that no matter what the struggle he will face in the future, a coner of the world will be better for him being in it.</p><p> </p><p>You learn to re-evalate your expectations. You learn to take the joy and take the pride in things you never imagined would make a difference.</p><p> </p><p>Get to know who he is in the quiet molments. Establish a bedtime routine where you read together and then turn off the lights, lay down beside him, and talk when he is tired and not anxious. Allow him to find you his soft place to land. You may find a side of your son you never knew was there. I know I did.</p><p> </p><p>Now, at 14, I have hope because I know who he is down to his core. He just needs a nudge to remind him of the potential that resides within.</p><p> </p><p>I'm glad you came out and joined us.</p><p> </p><p>Sharon</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="LittleDudesMom, post: 300785, member: 805"] tictoc, The Holland "story" is a good one and one that can help you realize that life rarely comes at us like we expect. I can tell you that you will learn to find the joy in the small things and pride in the little molments along the way. I've said this before on the board, but I will repeat it again for you. When my difficult child was in his darkess days back in second grade, I was devestated. I just wished for a "normal" boy who ran and laughed and played with his friends. A boy who played sports and fit the picture of a kid on commercials. I would pick him up in the afternoons and watch the other boys running on the playground and having a great time. Their mothers didn't worry about their raging, about the potential for them to fly off the handle. They didn't worry about the trips to the principal's office and calls home. But then a day came where he told me, as we were lying in his bed after a story, about something that happened at school that day and he just laughed and laughed. I remember that it hurt my heart because it felt so "normal". As he began therapy and medications and behavior mod, things began to improve slowly. I took pleasure in the mornings he ran from the car at school and yelled, "Bye mom, love you." I took joy when he jumped over a wave and laughed. That meant more than any sports trophy. I realized that he had special gifts and a loving spirit when the rough stuff on the outside was pushed aside. I realized that this boy of mine was who he was simply because he was. I trully believed that he has made me a better a parent and a better person. He has made me more patient and more understanding. I cannot imagine life without this boy of mine. I trully feel that he is a blessing for a reason. I know in my heart, that no matter what the struggle he will face in the future, a coner of the world will be better for him being in it. You learn to re-evalate your expectations. You learn to take the joy and take the pride in things you never imagined would make a difference. Get to know who he is in the quiet molments. Establish a bedtime routine where you read together and then turn off the lights, lay down beside him, and talk when he is tired and not anxious. Allow him to find you his soft place to land. You may find a side of your son you never knew was there. I know I did. Now, at 14, I have hope because I know who he is down to his core. He just needs a nudge to remind him of the potential that resides within. I'm glad you came out and joined us. Sharon [/QUOTE]
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