![]() Over the 3.5 years that our daughter has been home with us, we have become painfully aware that she does suffer from RAD. I didn’t want to admit that I thought our child suffered from RAD. As the months and then years passed by, I could see that something wasn’t quite right. ![]() With our other adoptions “time” was an amazing healer. Maybe it would be a couple months or even a year. All we needed to do was to give her more time and she would settle in. At first I thought she was just strong willed, hurt and confused. Shortly after that, God with his wonderful sense of humor blessed us ( pause… gulp) with a child that had a hard time settling in and getting used to our family. I realized then that RAD would be very difficult for me and I hoped that we would never see it. I would read “their stories”, they were heartbreaking and parenting seemed so challenging. In our eyes their special needs are manageable and they are a delightful addition to our family! I couldn’t imagine our life without them.Īs we got further down the adoption road I began to hear about families that had children with RAD, or Reactive Attachment Disorder. God blessed us with two children that have cognitive disabilities and many others with learning challenges and we could not be happier to be the parents of the children that HE chose for our family. When we first began adopting I thought the one disability I could not handle was a cognitive disability. ![]() At first I wondered how a post on the same topic could be so different from one day to the next and then I remembered, it’s because RAD kids are different each day… at least ours is.Įach day is a bit of a mystery, I never really know how she will act or react to me, her siblings, complete strangers or even acquaintances. ![]() I have written this post countless times in my head and on the computer, each time it’s a completely different post. ![]()
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