Mothers bond

This mother’s day,
I woke up,
Feeling refreshed,
After yesterday’s cloud,
Of grey,
I realised,
That although,
I feel alone,
And helpless,
A lot of the time,
I am also,
Strong,
And brave,
I’m not resiliant by any means,
I loose my temper,
I get easily,
Frustrated,
But,
Many mother’s,
Can say,
They are fighting,
The challenge,
Of a speech delay,
And sensory processing disorder,
How many people,
Are battling,
To get the right help,
And slowly winning,
This challenge,
Does have it’s bad days,
But also it has its good,
I realised,
That maybe,
Instead of hiding,
And making myself worse,
I should be using,
This an opportunity,
To educate,
To inspire,
To re-educate,
The professionals,
That not one size fits all,
Its not easy by any means,
But everyday,
I see little changes,
Little differences,
Little improvements,
And I am reminded,
I am loved,
Beyond measure,
By a handsome,
Amazing,
Young dude,
Who I’m proud to call my son