Before I became a parent, I saw the world much like my students’ parents do: as a logical, predictable place where certain actions yield predictable consequences. Having children upended that notion; it’s entirely possible, it turns out, for two intelligent, high-functioning, ambitious people to have not one, not two, but three children whose neurological wiring makes it extraordinarily difficult for them to function in the world, and whose trajectory, as a result, will be anything but linear.
