Name changed, obviously.
I drank too much when I was preganant. I cant excuse myself, I was a negligent idiot. I have regretted it every day of DDs life, including when I was carrying her. All I can say is that I was depressed, in a terribly unhappy and quite abusive relationship, didn't know whether I was doing the right thing, my family were hostile, and I was stupid. There's a history of alcoholism in my family and I did what we have always done - hit the bottle. Not in huge quantities - perhaps a couple of glasses of wine most days, sometimes more, often less. But anyway, far more than I should have done. And there it is. I was stupid, and I loathe myself for it.
DD is now 7. She was an early talker, and quite articulate by the time she was 2 or 3, but always vague, slow, lacking in concentration.
Her memory is appalling, and she seems to have major problems with learning.
Her reading is starting to come together, but she is still on books that some of her classmates were reading when the were in reception. She doesn't "get" phonics, so can't really write - she just scrawls out ramdon letters if she's not being supervised and helped one to one. She doesn't understand the concept of maths at all. Her teacher has referred her for some sort of maths assessment to try & work out what's going on.
Socially, she's popular, but lacking confidence. She ends up with much stronger characters, and the relationships become quite toxic. Stronger children seem to take advantage of her weakness. Her best friend left school at christmas, and although they still see each other once a week, she doesn't have a really close buddy at school and she seems lost.
Facially, she doesn't look like a FAS child - in fact she is beautiful, and I think that will help her when she's older, poor thing. However, she is slightly more petite (but not dramatically so)than the other girls in her class, and she's thought of as "the smallest one". She seems a bit unco-ordinated and not very strong.
She's on the SEN register at school , but nothing particualrly constructive seems to be happening. I asked her teacher the other day whether she thinks DD has an "organic" problem - she didn't want to be drawn into the conversation (understandably).
So what can I do? I feel so horribly churned up with guilt, distress at seeing my lovely girl struggling because of my stupidity, and a desperate need to try to help her. But I don't know where to start.
In fact, it's taken me two years of silently fretting to face up to posting this on here
So please, can anyone offer any advice?
(I know I deserve a roasting on here and I'm happy to take it)