At the start of the assesment I was asked what I hoped to get out of it. While I would have loved to say "I want you to tell me I have a normal child" I gave my true answer: "I want you to tell me the truth. I want to know what the future holds for her." At the end of the assesment I got my answer. By the time she reaches adulthood, her intellectual abilities will be that of a 11 or 12 year old girl.
I really thought I was prepared for the worst but I guess we never really are. I guess we all push our doubts to the back of our minds and keep hope at the forefront. As parents we truly want to believe anything is possible for our children. I'm not sure I will ever lose hope but I have to accept that she will never be "normal".
She has another, more autism-focased, assesment in a couple of weeks but I think that's just to confirm what already know now and I'm not getting my hopes up for a better prognosis.
I used to joke that she was my baby and she's not allowed to grow up, she'll always be my baby doll. What can I say? Be careful what you wish for!


















