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I'm small but...


This top is actually one I bought for our eldest when she was little, I always loved it but it feels even more apt now. It also made me think of all the other things that don't matter to Elis' height, this is by no means a complete list. But hopefully it gets across my message that we need to focus on the positives. I want you to learn about my son's condition but I mostly I just want you to look upon him as just another person.

I'm small but I'm loud

I'm small but I'm strong


I'm small but I'm determined

I'm small but I'm cheeky

I'm small but I'm good at climbing

I'm small but I'm surprisingly heavy

I'm small but do the fastest commando crawl ever

I'm small but I can run

I'm small but I'm clever

I'm small but I'm capable

I'm small but can throw one hell of a tantrum

I'm small but I'm good at problem solving

I'm small but I'm cute

I'm small but I'm super flexible

I'm small but give the best cuddles

I'm small but I'm funny

I'm small but I have a BIG laugh and even bigger smile

I'm small but I'm great at hiding

I'm small but I can wear my clothes for longer
(which isn't only good for mum and dad's economy but the environment too!)

I'm small but I don't need a nappy

I'm small but I can understand two languages

I'm small but I'm fearless

I'm small but I still feel things just like you

I'm small but I can still do everything you can

I'm small but I have to work harder because things aren't built with me in mind

I'm small but I'm resilient

I'm small but my heart is big

I'm small but I shouldn't be pitied

I'm small but I know what I want

I'm small but I can do lots of amazing thing that you can't

I'm small but I'm awesome

I'm small but I am also very much like my average height family

I'm small but I'm human

I'm small but I'm loved

I'm small but I'm HAPPY

I'm small but I'm so much more
So don't judge me on my size,
Get to know me instead
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