No Two CODA Childhoods Carry the Same Weight
Sometimes I find myself thinking about how differently children can experience the same family.
The same home.
The same parents.
The same moments.
And yet the experience can still be completely different.
As a Deaf parent, I have spent time reflecting on how responsibility, expectation, and experience do not settle equally.
What one child notices, another may not.
What one child carries, another may never be asked to hold.
Even within the same family, childhood can unfold in different ways.
There is no single CODA story.
No single measure of responsibility.
No single way of understanding what was experienced.
The more I reflect on this, the more I believe every experience deserves to be listened to on its own terms.
Comparison rarely tells the whole story.
No two CODA childhoods carry the same weight.
This reflection comes from my perspective as a Deaf parent, shaped by my family, my experiences, and the CODA voices I have listened to over time. It is not about speaking for every CODA, but about recognising a pattern that deserves care.
