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Nov
20
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 From the day we took my son home from the hospital, I knew it was going to be a wild ride.  He cried all night long and didn’t stop for six months.  He was adopted and we knew little about his birth parents’ medical history and none of their family’s history. After six months, my son was a happy but very impulsive, hyper little boy. If a thought crossed his mind he was carrying it out no matter how often we said “NO!” He was always very good at approaching new people and making friends. Staying friends was more of a problem. His lack of impulse control did not allow him to realize how much he was irritating and sometimes hurting others. Play turned into someone’s feelings getting hurt because he would not stop when they asked him to stop when the play turned too rough for them. Little did I know at that time that I was set to micromanage his life from there on out. | |||
