God knew all parents would love, honor and take care of their children. He knew they’d nurture them, fight for them and teach them all the things one needs to know about life. Yet, God knew there needed to be a particular kind of parents who would do all of these things and more for the special little bundles of joy He was about to send their way.

So God made special needs parents.

God knew there needed to be people to advocate for these amazing kiddos, to initiate the bridges to get them the services they’d need, to attend IEP meetings and therapy sessions day in and day out.

So God made special needs parents.

He knew these sweet babies would need people to speak for them when sometimes they could not, people to lift them up both in spirit and sometimes physically, people to help them become the best versions of themselves.

So God made special needs parents.

He knew there had to be people to witness the successes and be a soft place to land during hard times; people who could encourage, respect and comfort these amazing souls during their journeys to find themselves.

So God made special needs parents.

He knew there had to be people to go to medical appointments, badger insurance companies and schools systems to get everything their children needed to live normally in a world that does not cater to them.

So God made special needs parents.

God knew it’d take people with strong exteriors and even bigger hearts to parent children with special needs—to withstand the whispers, the stares and the awkward questions that sometimes accompany children with special needs.

So God made special needs parents.

God realized there needed to be people who would go the distance, who would never take the little things for granted—because they would be the biggest things for their children (and them, too).

So God made special needs parents.

He knew he’d need people with fierce hearts who would educate, advocate, and be ambassadors for their children, whatever hardships were thrown their way.

So God made special needs parents.

God understood the road wouldn’t be for everyone—that there would be isolation, resentment, and feelings of being let down by others again and again.

So God made special needs parents.

Finally, God knew He needed guardian angels of sorts, His own soldiers working on the ground to protect some of His most precious creations.

So God made special needs parents.

Britt LeBoeuf

Britt is a married mother of two from northern New York. She has an undergraduate degree in Human Services. When she's not chasing down her two young children, she writes for sites such as Her View From Home, Scary Mommy, Filter Free Parents and Sammiches and Psych Meds. Check out her first published book, "Promises of Pineford" on Amazon too. On her blog, These Boys of Mine, she talks about parenting only boys, special needs parenting, mental health advocacy, being a miscarriage survivor and life as a crazy cat lady.