My little miracle baby is all grown up, she’s made it, she’s beaten the odds and become a gorgeous healthy special young woman. I can’t help but remember how it all began, with that fateful trip through the dim corridors of the hospital, when I was told I had a 70% chance of delivering a live baby. And all those people who told us to baptise her in the hospital, “just in case”. I always believed in her, I never doubted that she would survive and thrive, and so she has.
Before Smiley I would’ve run a mile at the idea if being a mum to a child with severe disabilities, but now I cannot imagine life without her. Ever.
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