Motherhood Gave Me My Voice
What surprised me even more was that people listened to me. I found that the doctors, teachers, and therapists I was dealing with were very open to my questions and instincts.They didn’t see a scared dyslexic girl. They saw an intelligent well-read mother who would do anything she needed to get her kids the help they need. And if I ever felt my concerns were not being taking seriously enough, I had no problem letting them know and finding another practice.
I was a mom now and nothing as trivial as my fears of looking dumb would come in the way of my ability to get my children the care they needed.
As it turned out, this skill came in handy because all three of our kids struggle with learning differences. My daughter has very significant special needs.
I have become a very vocal advocate for them and have seen all three of my children accomplish things that some said were impossible.
I was born with the gift of words, but it took motherhood for me to find my voice.