Months went by, Jane grew and grew and grew. She managed to stand and walk by herself at 11 months old. She could utter "dada" and some words we couldn't understand. She was smilling back and cackle when someone played with her. We thought everything was normal.
We noticed some changes when she reached the age of two. She was aloft from other children, she did not want to play with them. She couldn't say what she wants, she was using hand knealing whenever she needs something. My husband discussed Jane's case with one of our neighbors. It was a co-incidence because her grandchild's case was the same with Jane's. She suggested we should bring Jane to a developmental pediatrician. So I began to search over the internet. When I found one, I immediately asked for an appointment for Jane's assessment.
We went at Potenciano Medical Hospital on January 11, 2006 and brought Jane to her first developmental doctor. After a series of tests, the doctor confirmed that our daughter has developmental delay called Autism Spectrum Disorder. It was a very painful truth and acceptance was not easy. The doctor helped us understand Jane's condition. Yes, there's no medicine that could cure the disorder instantly, but she can be helped to overcome it by therapy.
Night after the initial assessment made on Jane, my husband and I prayed for strength and wisdom. God made us feel that there's hope, that His purpose is good for everything He allowed to happen. We learned to cling on His promises and believe that everything is possible with Him.
"For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future."
Jeremiah 29:11
