I told them about the poop, the appendicitis, and the social struggles. I was brutally honest. I also talked about the Autismmobile and getting services in the home. I talked about the depression and how Noah's diagnosis almost killed me. We laughed together and got a little teary together.
I love sharing our story in hopes that I can save another mom from feeling as overwhelmed and alone as I was. It's also good for me to tell the story from the beginning and realize how far we all have come.
