My Darling, Be Bold, Question Everything.

On the way home from school this evening my eldest son, aged eight, opened up to me and ranted all the way home. As insignificant as this may seem to others, it meant a great deal of importance to me. You see, he’s a special needs sibling, he’s also the eldest of his two brothers and he has learnt through trial and error, keeping quiet and staying out the way keeps him out of the chaos at home. It’s unfortunate and it hurts to watch him saunter to his bedroom as soon as we get through the door, but truth hurts. The reality of our situation is that often he just wants to be alone, doing his own thing, away from the drama. I can’t say I blame him either.

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Q&A | Life As A Special Needs Sibling

Riley struggles the most when it comes to having a sibling with special needs. Even though Sonny was only diagnosed with Autism in December, the effects of his disability have been felt throughout our family unit for years. You hear about young carers and a little about what life is like for them but Riley wanted to share with you his thoughts and feelings. He wants you to know what life is like having Sonny for a little brother.

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To My Special Needs Sibling | Part 2

Instead he became fond of the softness of the skin on your head as he kissed you. Fond of your little fingers, how they were just like his only very small, and how adorably cute you looked when you smiled at him for the very first time.

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To My Special Needs Sibling

Did I cherish you enough in those two years before your brother was born? Did I soak up every little bit of you? Your little fingers and toes, the smell of your freshly washed hair after bath time, the dimples in your cheeks when you smiled at me? Was I everything you would wish a mother to be and more? I hope so.

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