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To the Moms I Am Not, But Was Supposed to Be

To the Moms I Am Not, But Was Supposed to Be

My son is a quirky kid. He talks about airplanes 99% of the time, he doesn’t like video games, and his natural energy level makes hiding the sugar products on the top shelf of the pantry a necessity. He has cleft scars that make his lip a little puffy,...
To my Son’s Autism Therapists.

To my Son’s Autism Therapists.

Hi Therapists, I feel like I know you all pretty well now. You’ve been in my home with my son for almost a year. Four, five, six days a week, you’re here. You’ve seen me in my pajamas, watched me do laundry and cook dinner. I spend more time with you than I do with my...