Its so frustrating how things can be so different with them everyday. Just last Sunday, he was this sweet little angel who let me give him a bath and take him with me to church. Today he is this unruly, spoiled brat who peed on the sofa and won't take a bath and get ready for school.
It only goes to show that things are unpredictable and difficult in handling a special child. A lot of things will change in just a matter of moments. Bitoy already weighs as much as me as of this time, how much more in the years to come?
I'm afraid that I may not be patient enough to handle that. And what about Ryan? What more piece of patience can I spare for him? He's already in his late teenage years and what if his sexuality starts to kick in?
How much help can I be at that point? I'm so frightened that my parents will abandon their responsibility towards my brothers because otherwise our future will be compromised. I cannot take care of them and work at the same time and I don't want to be forced to take them to an institution. That's the worst case scenario!
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This is an accounting of my day to day interaction and care of a special child. Those that I will be noting down are real everyday experiences. This blog is will not only serve as my journal but as an example for those who also want to know more about children with special needs.
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