I love being me and most days I don’t really mind having a disability, but there are days where I really wish I was a normal mom.
There are days when I wish I could just pick up my son and carry him around like he wants.
There are days when I wish I didn’t get tired by noon because I was out running errands all morning.
There are days when I wish I could appreciate my son more and not be lost in the aches and pains I am constantly feeling.
There are days when I wish I didn’t have to ask strangers for help opening my toddlers snacks.
There are days when I wish I could run around and play with my son a lot more actively.
In the end I always love being a mom, but my jealousy sometimes gets the best of me. I know that every parent has their own battles that they suffer from, but it doesn’t really stop me from dreaming of what it would be like to be a normal mom that doesn’t have to work extra hard at caring for her son.