My daughter was born during the most tragic event in my life (so far). My sweet pea was born 11 days after the loss of my best friend , my daddy , my one protector. I also had a 5 year old daughter who was advanced and wise beyond her years. She always hugged and had a very good connection with her big sister and I. At 8 months I noticed she wouldn't look at her dad. No matter what he'd try to do to gain her affection. After her loss of speech at two her dad decided that she was normal functioning and to this day denies there's anything wrong. I was constantly worried! At 3 I enrolled her in a school for kids with learning disabilities. And had her evaluated time and time again. Each time they either said she was autistic or ADHD with several learning issues to boot. She is 9 now and the most loving girl you'd ever meet. I know the battle she's fought is forever ongoing due to the fact we are still unsure of her spectrum levels. But I tell you if she wasn't such a fighter she'd be lost in the system. I don't take the credit here. She deserves it.

Anonymous
Hemet, CA