When my youngest DD was first diagnosed with Sotos syndrome, I felt my world had caved in ... but now she is 6 I realise that she has a right to be here, she is adorable, funny, tetchy (sometimes!) and has taught me to accept everyone for who and what they are.
I always had great expectations of my eldest children (now 15 and 11) but, with DD2 (6), if she grows up to lead an independent life (if only stacking shelves in Tesco's), I will be so proud. She has taught me to accept 'differences' in everyone and to appreciate who and what they are ... and, if she doesn't grow up to lead an independent life, I will still be proud.
I always took for granted the milestones my my daughter and son, but when I realised my youngest had trouble in reaching those milestones (and may never reach them), it taught me that each small step is a step in the right direction.
Me and her dad split when she was 11 weeks old, and it may sound strange, but her difficulties (then undiagnosed) kept me on the straight and narrow because I was so caught up in my concern for her that I forgot to care about myself being left on my own, a single mum to 3 children.
Yes, I would love her not to struggle but each milestone she reaches is such an accomplishment, she is a shining star, makes us laugh and I would not change her for the world ... and I believe she has made me a better person for having her as my daughter (and has made her sister and brother better people for having her as her sister). They both seem to be more accepting of someone who is outside the 'norm' (and I hate that word)!