I don't know if anyone else goes through this or not. But lately things have taken a turn for me. I never had high expectations for my daughter. The doctors didn't give us much hope. So we found ourselves greatful and overjoyed at every little accomplishment she had. Even the littlest thing that other parents take for granted was an answered prayer to me. For awhile she seemed to be totally caught up to age level. She is our only child so we don't really have much to go on as far as comparing her to other children her age. Now that she is in school I am noticing more and more how the other children are doing much better than she is. And my sisters have had children and I am seeing how much more they do at a small age compared to her. It is kind of starting to frighten me a bit. Now when I see her struggling to do something the kid next to her does with ease it breaks my heart. It's hard for me to hide my tears from her. I don't ever want her to think I am disappointed in her. I still am proud of everything she does. I just grieve for the fact that things will be so much harder for her in life. She is struggling and hates school. I know how that feels, I hated it to. But I did make it through and graduate. I am not so sure she will. Unless some major switch gets turned on and she finds a way to learn that she can enjoy. I am having her tested this week for learning disabilities. I hope we can find a way to help her. It's just so hard to see people you love hurting.
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