Last year was a really hard year. Realising that DD was not simply developing slower than she should be, but also that her development was disordered. I spent so much time being envious of other people's families. Not wanting to see people who had children the same age who were NT as it was too painful, wondering why me.
I have realised in the last few weeks that is lifting. When people talk about what their kids are doing (and it is so much more than DD is doing) I don't have that pang of jealousy, or a feeling of being kicked in the guts.
I think I may be starting to accept the situation and it feels like a relief.
Just wanted to write it down really.