The word 'bittersweet' has been going around and around in my head for a few weeks now. I think sometimes having a child with a disability forces you, wether you like it or not, into a world that is 'bittersweet'
I think I have always been in this 'Bittersweet' world. However having Cooper has made me realise this.
There are times with Ellie, when things are really hard... Like when she is not herself and you don't know why, because she cant verbalise it to you. Or like when you see her really wanting to do something like walk, and she is giving it her all, but she just doesn't have the balance or strength yet... the look in her eyes shows she really wants to do it.
Its also pulls at the heart strings watching how at ease Cooper is with drinking out of a bottle, holding his head up high, and holding onto rattle when it is given to him.. Things that Ellie really struggled to do. These times are bitter because it really smacks you in the face how hard having a child with a disability is.
Then there are the 'Sweet' Times, like when they learn a new skill, it could be as basic as holding onto a toy, responding to their name, or even waving... then there are the bigger milestones.. sitting, self Independence such as eating and drinking, crawling, standing, the list goes on.. Not all kids with a disability reach all these milestones.