Wednesday, March 21, 2012
Therapies
How many seasons have I watched go by on this window as I sit weekly in the Speech waiting room? We're going on 2 years now with Rella. It's kinda reminiscent of my life with CB, watching the receptionist's glass change their colors and welcome in the various holidays.
My oldest and my youngest - the 2 who were born with the exact same birth weight... the only 2 of my girls with blond hair and blue eyes. The only two who have needed therapy.
Yet this time, I know everything's gonna be alright. We'll just have to sit here through a few more seasons, because Baby Girl likes to take her own sweet time with this, but it will be alright.
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You know, my youngest has learning disabilities -- he even has an IEP. It's astounding how UN-stressful it all is relative to Sophie. Well, maybe a tiny bit because it affects his sense of himself, and that's difficult to see, but overall, it's such a breeze that it makes me yawn!
You're right. It will be alright. When they have parents who shower them in love and trust them to be themselves, it just takes a while for them to work it all out. And there's not a damn thing wrong with that. Just when I stopped worrying about Lola's speech impediment, it magically disappeared. Overnight.
Love.
@elizabeth - i did not know that! I totally relate to waht your saying. @kari, thank you for your kind words... always calming to me :)
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