Yeah, the kid could be disabled, and the kid could, god forbid, get hit by a truck tomorrow. Bad things happen. Such is life.
I'm talking about the things you can control, not all the other nonsense life throws at us. I stand by what I said.
Guess what, if you as a parent of disabled kids... let's see, what was it? "if you read them a bedtime story each night, have educated adults visit the home and have the kids around while they talk, if you feed them three good meals a day, if you don't abuse alcohol or drugs and have a stable marriage" - they are going to be a lot better off than in the reverse situation.
Where are all the average kids? Nowadays everyone's kid is gifted, or disabled, or somehow both at once. Somehow we no longer have average kids, they're all special - autistic, allergic and asthmatic. What happened to the kid who just sorta paid attention in class and picked their nose during long division and was kind of mostly picked for the team and was happy to get a C, and more importantly their parent who sent them outside to play and told them to come back home before dinner with all the fingers and toes they left the house with?
This desire for every kid to be special is what leads to insane work hours. We have to work hard to send them to that private school, let's just hope it's not one where the teachers molest the students, eh? Look, work sensible hours, come home, talk to your spouse and kids, have a cup of tea and relax. You're probably never going to become CEO, make partner, get an industry award or get a Nobel Prize however long you spend at work.