Others lose our luggage, and spend the first two days at the airport, using the sink as a sponge bath. The stewardess comes in and says, "Welcome to Holland. Whether or not you enjoy the trip is entirely up to you. Several hours later, the plane lands.
And I could leave it there, except for one thing. I signed up for Italy! So when this little person enters into your world, with their own personality, opinion, experiences, beliefs, skills, talents, weaknesses and strengths, it breaks your brain.
It has to do with who they are, and how you guide them towards self-discovery.
We all wound up in Italy. It happens to us all in different ways. It has become home.
You pack your bags and off you go. But, this too has been a journey of time. None of us can say for certain that our kids will do a, b, or c. Reality hit her again when, just as she had gotten used to the idea of having a son, a little girl was born instead. Today, I can say how far I have come on this unexpected journey.
What career they would have. Reality hits the grandparents whose child has just been in a car crash, and may not live to see the next day. So here we are, all in Italy.
Yet I am thankful, for this destination has been richer than I could have imagined! Holland even has Rembrandts. You see, parenting is a choice. Each and every one of us finds ourselves on this parenting journey a little lost, a little confused, a little disillusioned.
Others realize that being in a country where you do not speak the language is very scary and intimidating, and spend the whole time in their room, afraid to leave. And neither is life with my husband.
Reality hits the mother who expected her son to sing as beautifully as she does, only to learn that he is completely tone deaf.
But deep down inside, I want to punch someone in the throat beat the walls with a bouquet of proverbial Holland tulips. We each come into this game thinking that we know what the rest of our lives are going to look like.
But neither is life with my neurotypical daughter. Who they are and who they are to become actually has very little to do with what you expect from them. The only thing that has actually gone exactly as I expected was this: You buy a bunch of guide books and make your wonderful plans.
What hobbies they would love.
Reality hit me hard when the doctors told me that my 19 week old fetus would probably not live to term and would try to take me down with it.Welcome to Holland is a classic, adopted autism poem written by Emily Perl Kingsley, a mother of a child with special needs. Inshe wrote Welcome To Holland, which has remained a source of comfort and inspiration ever since.
Welcome to Holland BY EMILY PERL KINGSLEY. 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. Feb 15, · Welcome to Holland is a brief essay written by Emily Perl Kingsley about her experience of raising her son with Down Syndrome.
Follow us: mint-body.comr. For Autism Awareness Month we wanted to post this essay by Emily Perl Kingsley in () Welcome to Holland: by Emily Perl Kingsley 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.
They've landed in Holland and there you must stay. The important thing is that they haven't taken you to a horrible, disgusting, filthy place, full of pestilence, famine and disease. It's just a different place. Jan 17, · Welcome to Holland, or a version of it was published prior to I know this because a similar version of the story was used in a cultural awareness class I attended prior to expatriating to Eqypt in March The version used wasn't a parenting reference, but a parable on managing expectations and culture shock.Download