(kids) preparing myself for his wheelchair

After struggling for years about getting a wheelchair for my son (B-man), I finally did it.

I knew this day would come. Today, I get the call it has arrived and specially made for him.

Here come the emotions. Did I make the right decision? He is so mobile, am I crazy?

Well, after carrying him for many years and getting back problems, it was time.

It took me to the point of getting serious about my own health with back pain and needing physical therapy on my own issues. I decided to do it for me and not only B-man. Selfish, huh? Not really.

There are times when he just poops out. A mom gets tired of pulling her son's hand and repeatedly saying hurry up and in the same respect, a son gets tired of saying "wait for me!"

It has been a struggle with trying to go his pace and not get frustrated. It is a lesson of patience and slowing down. God knew if I ran my life, I would constantly run at top speed. So he gives me a child to remind me to slow down.

Sometimes though, a child wants to be fast and keep up with his brothers and friends. In that case, a wheelchair is the best gift for him.

Oh.... By the way, he is extremely excited he is getting one. I will someday, too.