We are all different so why should one person react the same as another, why not accept and respect a person for who there are, not how others wish them to be.
Bear this in mind and you and your son will come through.
He’s 6, he has beautiful big brown eyes, a head full of lushious dark hair and Gorgeous olive skin.
He’s an amazing reader, fabulous at puzzles, he can name the actors names of any marvel character and knows anything there is to know about super powers.
He’s tidy, smart, sweet and particular.
By the age of two he knew all his colours, shapes, how to work the iPad, the apps and how to navigate round them better than I do now.
He can be loving, so loving, caring and thoughtful and so intelligent in his chosen fields.
I never realised as he was my first child, all the things he didn’t do. He didn’t wave goodbye, he didn’t like cuddles and he was always on the go. I just thought he didn’t like goodbyes, that he wasn’t an overly affectionate child and that he was ‘just a boy’. I was…
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