Special.

You'd probably realized by now that my second child is, well, different. We detected that something was not quite right with Noah when he was around 6 months old. Ever since then, we have been to countless hospital visits, had many hospital stays, met with many specialists, when through a lot of probing and tests, done extensive research and of course, gave alternative medicines/ religious healing a try. Only recently this year that we have finally gotten a diagnosis, and as I am still uncomfortable to publicly talk about it in details, suffice to say that I am a mommy of a special need angel. 

Oh an angel he truly is. 

But it ain't easy for sure. We go to therapies twice a week, for almost four years now. We struggle with his diet and health issues. We sometimes get really melancholic about his future. And it gets lonely sometimes. Parenting a special need kid is a lonely journey. The only time you feel belong is when you are with other special kid mommies, we understand each other, never batting an eyelash, never judging. 

But this is the life we are given with. The only way to live this life is to be positive and trust in His plan. Noah is truly a blessing and his brothers really dote on him. And I am thankful to be chosen in this journey.