We walked into the appointment with Matthew happy on my hip.
Once inside the tiny room, I placed him on his feet and he immediately toddled to the small children’s table and began playing with the handful of blocks that were awaiting him.
Red, purple, blue, a perfect tower, followed by clapping and delight.
How many words does Matthew have? Five? Ten?
With just four teeth, his smile is still the mouth of my baby.
His kisses are still slobbery and delivered with an open mouth. My favorite baby kisses.
Okay, how many signs does he know?
This boy, this beautiful boy, uses his eyes to tell me he loves me because his words aren’t there yet.
I had prayed that he wouldn’t face the same speech troubles that Katie has. I hoped that he would find his voice easily … that one of our children would know the joy of language just coming effortlessly.
Would you say that he follows directions well?
With each passing day, we have had to accept that Matthew will likely have some of the same struggles that Katie has had with speech.
When I look at Katie and I see how bright and articulate she is…how far she has come, I know that he, too, will be just fine. But, I want so badly to spare him that experience … all of that work on something that comes so easily to so many children. I want him, as I had always wished for Katie, to spend his time running and playing…giggling and learning. Not struggling … not hindered by a speech delay.
Okay, I’d like to see him back in another month to reevaluate and refer him for services.
As we left his appointment, my heart broke a little bit for him, for the challenges ahead of him … of us.
Please come visit me over at Sluiter Nation, where I’m guest posting and listing the top ten reasons why I’m excited that warmer weather is finally here: “On a Spring Breeze.”
I’m the first guest poster in Katie’s new series, so please stop by and leave reason why you’re looking forward to summer!