I hit a turning point in my life when I accepted Boo's undiagnosis (yes, I just made up my own word). When Boo was first in the NICU we didn't really think past let our baby live. It was on her second admission at just a month old that I began asking, "what was wrong with my child".
I wanted to know the why so I could know the outcome. I needed answers so I would know how to "fix" Boo. I wanted a manual on how to make her "better". I felt it was "unfair" that she had some unknown genetic abnormality. That she didn't fit the mold of any diagnosis, disease or syndrome.
And four years later, I still feel guilty for my poor choice of words.
From her pediatrician to her neurologist to her genetics physician I would demand answers and be told: you may never have the answers. Just keep doing what you are doing, eventually the science will be there to help Boo. Notice they said help, not fix.
I don't know when exactly, I put my big girl panties on and stopped focusing on "why" or "fixing". It took too much time and too many admissions. Boo was put through so much testing. Necessary, but painful testing. Heartbreaking testing that gave us more questions than answers.
At some point I hit a turning point and I just accepted Boo's undiagnosis. I stopped using Google as a diagnostic tool. I began accepting this life as a mom of a special child. I still carry on with doctors, therapy and special programs. I advocate for awareness. I have Boo "on display" so others will be invested in her life. Because someday the science will be there to tell us why Boo works harder than most children.
Yes, the why is still important but not the most important detail of my day.
And when I hit that turning point? That was the day I began living life to it's fullest with Boo.
This is how I hit a turning point in my life to Finish that Sentence Friday. What was your turning point?