When it hit us, it hit hard and fast. I don’t know if there’s an actual name for it, but I call it therapy burnout. We called it quits for a year.

For some families with children with special needs, using the potty may be a delayed process, or not happen at all. And that's okay!

My husband's request for a Father's Day gift surprised me...until I stopped and thought about all he does for our child with cerebral palsy.

Happy Father’s Day to the father of my child with special needs. Our vows had the "in sickness and in health" part - and it wound up applying to our child.

I am on my couch, Googling “travel backpack-special needs-forty plus pounds.” We are - deep breath - taking a family vacation to Colorado in July.

As I watched my son get ready for prom that morning, my feelings were mixed. My son was over the moon about his big day, but I had other thoughts.

Until we began to carve out our home to make it accessible to our son with cerebral palsy, I did not know I could plan his path to freedom.

People seem to see my child’s disability first, him as a human being second. I have a desire to engender understanding on behalf of my child.

Performing any medical procedure on your child can be stressful for all concerned. Swapping out your child's g-tube for a replacement is no exception.

We hadn’t even made it to the Target toy section when he laughed and cupped his hands together to sign “more.” He was looking at an ad of a boy in a walker.