I resolve to try harder to encourage my child's independence. It's hard when you're so used to feeding, dressing, bathing and doing all sorts of things for a kid with physical challenges, but if you give in to helping every time he refuses to do it himself, he'll take that much longer to learn (and that much longer to detach from you).
I resolve to quit putting myself last and pay more attention to me, which will make me a better mother and my roots less apparent, too.
I resolve to be less bothered by the stares. Must get a t-shirt that says, "I assume you're staring because he's so cute."
I also resolve to keep on educating and enlightening people about my child. Sometimes, people stare because they can't see the child behind the special needs.
I resolve to keep coaxing my child past his boundaries. Perhaps he's scared of new places and experiences, and the screechfests cause heart palpitations (mine), but if I don't persevere he'll never know how great that movie, that show or that restaurant can be. With headphones, of course.
I resolve to spend more time helping my child practice the sounds the speech therapist recommends.
I resolve to not feel guilty on the days when I don't help him practice the sounds the speech therapist recommends, or do any of this stuff, because I am a mother of the human variety and there is just so much I can do.
I resolve to try harder to help my child understand that the world doesn't revolve around him, even though he requires a lot of attention.
I resolve to give my child more chores, ones he can successfully complete. Way to teach responsibility, encourage confidence...and get more dusting done.
I resolve to think less about the future—as in, worrying about what it will bring for my child. I can only try my best day by day; I cannot control how he will turn out.