I write and believe there are a lot of times my life as a special needs mom is the same as my role as a typical mom.

While I believe in those times, there are so many times when my neurotypical mom role with my oldest is so divergent as my role as Bridget’s mom

I’m sitting here at 9pm with a baby monitor next to me because I have to watch her for stimming, check in if she needs the bathroom and when the monitor goes off at 1am to make sure she’s not out of bed getting her iPad

Unlike my eldest, I have full control of Bridget’s medical chart and finances

When my eldest was 16y old she got home after school by herself. With Bridget I rush home from work to meet the SPED van that doesn’t call me when two children are out that day so she will be dropped off 30 minutes ahead if schedule

When my eldest was 16 I left her home with Bridget while I was at a work conference in Vegas. For the weekend. I cannot leave Bridget home long enough to go to the grocery store

When my eldest went to college I should’ve been an empty nester. With Bridget that will never be a phase in my life.

This is all okay, honestly. It is okay that Bridget is living a different life than her sister. As much as I like to focus on the similarities, rather than the differences, I also know that it is important to remember that they are different.

Just like all siblings.