Sometimes he throws a tantrum, knowing that I am his mom and not his teacher. His school has been incredibly supportive during this time.

All I have been wanting is to hear him say, mommy, for a short time he would say dada, I know that Juan was so excited, but deep down I was so jealous that I wasn’t able to at least here mama.

As mothers, we sacrifice so much, our body, our mind and even sometimes our sanity. One thing I've learned is that nothing is ever that simple. One mistake, one change, can alter the way our lives as a whole change.