There are so many unexpecteds with having children, PERIOD.
Take my brother--from birth, he's had various problems. He had pyloric stenosis that required surgery at 2 weeks of age. He was born with jaundice because of the medications they had to put my mother on for her emergency c-section. He was diagnosed with a serious form of skin cancer at 4 (they reversed the diagnosis at age 6 and still can't figure out what the lesions on his skin are, but they know they're not cancerous), had his tonsils out at 5, had the skin lesions zapped at 5, had a ganglion tumor removed at 10, and has been diagnosed with clinical depression since he was 12, and ADHD since he was 14. THEN, to put the icing on the cake, he was diagnosed with a brain tumor at 14, and had it removed at 15 via major brain surgery. Side effects of the tumor included grand mal seizures. My brother claims repeatedly that he wishes he had never been born (mostly when he's being overdramatic and having a meltdown).
Additionally, due to his depression and the brain tumor episode, my brother is extremely anti-social and immature. He has fallen behind in school and almost didn't graduate high school. He acts as if he were 12 when he is 22.
By comparison, I've only ever had one major health crisis, have mild clinical depression, and am graduating college in the fall.
So you never know what you're going to get, regardless of what you know. Each child is a unique combination of their parents, and you don't know until they're grown just how that combination will work itself out.
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If I am not better, at least I am different. --Jean-Jacques Rousseau
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