"What I could not see at this time was the mental retardation. MaryEllen was only 14 days old, and all I wanted to think about was my beautiful baby. I just wanted to hold her and enjoy her during this time that she was so little. However, those two ominous words kept popping up in my mind. They were the words that I had to wrestle with the most. At night, when everything was quiet, I would cry myself to sleep. My heart hurt. Those words would roll through my mind. “My daughter has mental retardation,” I said to myself through tears. It hurt."
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