I have 3 girls aged 20, 18 and 14. Youngest was diagnosed with autism 3.5 years ago snd life is tough at the moment. She’s high functioning, attends a mainstream school, is bright and has friends. But her anxiety and needs dominate sometimes.
She was s gorgeous baby/toddler/small child and felt like a treat after having two close together. Had so much fun with her when the older two were at school. She was so funny and sweet. We used to be so close, now she won’t let me touch her.
Now that all seems like a distant memory. I feel bad for my older two who put up with a lot. Dd3 yells at us to be quiet as she has super sensitive hearing but refuses to wear headphones. She has some OCD so insists on all doors being closed at all times.
While its so stressful lately I keep analysing and over thinking why we had a third and I can’t even remember my thought process. Dh and I debated it for a while. I know this is an awful thing to admit. I love dd3 with all my heart but I sometimes wonder what life would be like if we’d stopped at 2.