Dating special needs child
Becoming a parent presents us with challenges we’ve rarely been able to plan for, but what if your child is disabled or has special needs? But after you’ve been there for a while and you catch your breath, you look around….
The following poem never ceases to touch a chord – while we all tread differing paths with our children, no matter how difficult the route, each journey holds its own treasured moments: WELCOME TO HOLLAND by Emily Perl Kingsley. and you begin to notice that Holland has windmills…Holland has tulips. But everyone you know is busy coming and going from Italy…
I am often asked to describe the experience of raising a child with a disability – to try to help people who have not shared that unique experience to understand it, to imagine how it would feel. and they’re all bragging about what a wonderful time they had there.
It’s like this……When you’re going to have a baby, it’s like planning a fabulous trip – to Italy. And for the rest of your life, you will say “Yes, that’s where I was supposed to go.
But dating with kids means that you may need to find a sitter to watch your child while you take time for romance.
And when you do decide to post a date night job, make sure your post is as thorough and detailed as possible; you want to make sure that your candidates know exactly what you're looking for in a babysitter, and when you'll need them.
But I believe dating -- spending time with other grown-ups doing fun activities -- is a necessity they can't afford not to do!
I explain that my daughter has autism, and over the next minute and a half, I see the spark fade from my date’s eyes.
The School of “Sooner” To be up-front about your child’s autism, whether it’s mentioned on your dating profile or in the first few telephone conversations—or even the first meeting—is, to some, a way to “weed out” the unwilling or unable.
I scared her off, and to be honest, I knew it would happen.
She’s a career woman, has a “type-A” personality, never been married, no children, clearly high maintenance. I can tell we’re done—the conversation that follows is feigned interest at best.
I know this post was meant to be tongue-in-cheek, but to me it seemed rather sad. I’m happy today because I stuck my neck out there and risked it all.