When you have a child with special needs, you don't take anything for granted. Every little step, every word, every look, every smile, fills your heart with hope and joy.
For me, there were two magical moments. The first one is when Andrew called me "mama" for the first time. Since he did not say much until he was two years old, when one day he actually looked at me and called me "mama", my heart melted. I never thought this time would come. Andrew did it a year later after his peers of the same age, but he did it, and to me that's all that matters.
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