As little (big) Wolfe got older, I began to notice some quirks. He had some developmental delays that were quickly attributed to being born premature. He walked late, but he had braces on his legs for 23 hours a day until he was 18 months old, so there was a reason. He talked late, butContinue reading “Our Adventure so far… Pregnancy to Quarantine and everything Inbetween. Pt. 2”
How I came to acknowledge and accept that my son was nuerodiverse.