|Machu Pichu, Peru 2007|
Of course, I quickly learned that motherhood did not take away who I am. Rather, it enriched who I was, as any significant love will do. I still have the same interests, which I can now share with my children, and it didn't even stop us from traveling. Before he was two years old, Essie had been as far as the Portlands on both coasts and down to Kansas, as well as Puerto Rico, Spain, and Argentina. Motherhood clearly did not slow me down after all.
|El desierto de Atacama, Bolivia 2007|
|Three months pregnant with Belalu in Puerto Rico 2011|
Before, I imagined that parents of special needs children were somehow more saintly and more patient than the rest of us. I am by no means either of these things. And yet, here we are. On a journey we never expected to take. Emily Perl Kingsley wrote a wonderful metaphor that describes well the experience of coming to accept your role as a parent of a special needs child, called Welcome to Holland.
I am grateful to both of my children for helping me become a more wise, loving, tolerant, and patient person. I've still got a long way to go, but motherhood is shaping me into a better person than I ever could have been without them.
|Amsterdam, Holland 2006: One of my favorite cities I've visited|