How's this for irony.
I was reluctantly shuffling my way to the mailbox this morning. Mentally composing a "you know you're a special needs mommy" post in my head with each step. It was going to be about how much it sucks to find medical bills, IEP letters, Insurance denials, Medicaid forms, Developmental (significant delay reflecting) evaluations...fill in the blank...waiting in the box for you on a daily basis. It was going to lament how the joy has been sucked right out of mail gathering.
Except today what do I find?
A sweet card from a super sweet friend.
(it was smushed between a bill and a Medicaid form but...)
Tucked inside was a Dunkin gift card. Just for me! And just what I need to help me survive this Potty Training saga and upcoming IEP and looming insurance battle over increasing therapies along with other regular life drama!
Sometimes (in between all the energy zapping advocating) being a Special Needs mommy actually has some perks...
Like friends who faithfully pray over you and saturate you with love and support!
Thanks SO much, C! Love ya! Mwah!