In the special needs world behind most family’s people view the woman as being the main caregiver. But in my case things are quite different.
Although I do a lot for my son as far as scheduling appointments, making sure he has the supplies needed to care for him and everything else needed in his everyday life.
My son is truly a daddy’s boy. He prefers his Daddy over any and everyone.
And his Dad prefers him too. That’s his very best friend.
Sometimes I find myself just sitting there watching them as they bond with one another.
He understands Jaylen and Jaylen understands him.
Although its crystal clear to see that Jaylen run the whole show.
My husband likes to make people believe he does.
But the reason you see Jaylen when you see him, is because Jaylen insists on being with him.
He wouldn’t have it any other way and to be honest his Dad wouldn’t either.
I remember one day I asked my husband how he felt about having a son with special needs.
His response was I feel like any other man with a son. I’m happy to have a little me.
His title as my son means more than any diagnosis.
His diagnoses don’t mean I can’t teach him the things I know.
And to be honest I’m happy to have a son that can teach me.
And I can honestly say that they have taught each other so much.
Together they have hit homeruns, they have participated in races and most importantly they have learned to love each other in a way that no one seems to understand but them.
Our son has never said the words I love you.
But if you ever see the way he looks into his Dad eyes the words aren’t needed for him to know that.
I’m thankful for the relationship the two of them have.
Although sometimes it makes me jealous it also brings me peace knowing that they love each other the way that they do.