I will view my child with love, understanding, and calm.
I will treasure each smile, each giggle, every moment of kindness.
I will hold onto his innocence and celebrate the beauty within him.
I will help him grow and learn—gently, creatively, perpetually.
I will help him better understand himself more fully—his brain and his heart.
I will feed his senses and help his neural networks make new connections.
I will give him space to be okay, to find himself.
I will hug him tightly, he will know the reassurance of my hand on his shoulder.
I will not intimidate, if I need to shout I will do it where he cannot hear my pain, fear, or confusion.
I will see the whole person, beyond the behaviors and defensiveness.
I will remember the joy of first holding him and I will look at him with love.
I will soothe his anxiety with my certainty.
I will know how much I matter to him, we matter, our love matters.
I will help him find his voice.
I will help others understand that his disability does not define him.
I will hold his hand, forever, and I will be there to catch his tears.
I will not give up.
I will look after myself so I can meet his needs.
I will build up others around us, not tear them down in my frustration.
I will understand that every family member has their own journey to walk.
I will find the fun.
I will play. I will blow bubbles and splash in mud puddles.
I will look every day to make sure those lovely eyes sparkle.
I will welcome each new day, each new moment.
I will not hold a grudge against him or against fate.
I will know his words don’t always come from his heart. I will brush them off and refuse to let them create division between us.
No matter how bad the meltdown, I will be there when it passes, to reassure and to move forward.
I will grow too.
I will be patient.
He will teach me, and I will listen.
I will treasure the sweet moments and new beginnings.
I welcome this new year.
Thank you for reading.