It sure is hard to be positive all the time. Actually, I don't even get close to all the time.

There we sat in a meeting at work, and everyone started talking about their kids going through orientation at college. I had to wonder if Whitney will ever have that chance. I hear of other friends with kids her age who are able to communicate "I want a peanut butter sandwich." God, if I could only get her to try a peanut butter sandwich, bite into one, chew one, hold one.....

I spend a lot of time crying. Lots of time wondering if this was my fault somehow, wondering why we are going through this, feeling selfish for wanting a "normal" child with whom I don't have to constantly think "is this theraputic?"

I think I'm past web support. I need some face to face support with other parents.