My husband and I recently celebrated our 18th wedding anniversary. I still remember the first time I saw him. I remember what he was wearing, eating, and doing. I remember getting a sudden case of butterflies in my stomach. He was handsome, funny, sweet, kind, loving—and did I say handsome?
Over the years, I have watched him change and grow into the man he is today—the man that still gives me butterflies. He is an amazing dad to our four children.
He loved my son, from the day he met him at 1-1/2 years old. He went on to adopt him several years later. The day our second son was born, he held my hand and his forehead creased with worry. I remember when they handed him our son and love poured from his heart, but he was a manly man who didn’t change diapers.
When our youngest son and our daughter were placed in our home, he loved them unconditionally. I remember sitting in the hospital while the doctor informed us that our youngest son, who has the genetic disorder cerebral palsy and was very ill, might not make it. He grabbed my hand and comforted me.
I remember all the doctors’ appointments, late nights with sick kiddos, all the “what ifs.” I remember the way he made me feel calm. He has sacrificed for his family by working day and night. He would take second jobs so our children would have birthday presents, or the special equipment our son needed. And he has never once complained. This is how he showed us his love.
Our youngest son has touched my husband in ways I could not have imagined. My favorite part of the day is listening to my husband and our youngest son getting ready for the day in the morning. Our son has many medical issues and wears leg braces. My husband lovingly walks him through each step and walks him to the bus every morning.
He changed our son’s diaper until he was eight years old and he bathes him every night being extra careful when washing his hair because it scares him.
I am blessed to have such an amazing man and children in my life.
Here is a great video about dads and parenting a child with a disability.
After making the difficult decision to medicate your child, with time and on occasions, old symptoms return or new ones appear. Once again, you’re faced with what felt like an already-made decision - to medicate higher or more, or not.