An update on my son's "speech delay"...
I'm feeling better about the whole "being referred to special services" thing since first writing about it a few weeks ago. Thank you to all who weighed in with your experience, or even just words of encouragement.
Being told that my son is anything less than perfect (or, at least, "developing normally") was a blow at first, but I've reassessed the situation. Took some very deep cleansing yoga breaths, gave my son a few extra hugs, and tried to relax...
We're skipping playgroup this Friday to do the intake with ECI. From what I understand, this first meeting is just supposed to be a lot of paperwork and will take place in the comfort and familiarity of our home...
WAIT?! They're coming here!
Suddenly, I'm analyzing every book, every toy, every DVD... Scrutinizing it for its "intellectual value". Are they going to spot something that will be blamed for my son's speech delay?
Oh, this is why the boy isn't talking... His mother reads... maaaaagazines. (gasp!) Clearly, this isn't a very literate household..."
I've also been in "Martha Stewart" mode all week- polishing toilets, scrubbing floors, organizing book shelves... If my son can't be "perfect", at least my house can be spotless.
Unless... it seems like I spend too much time cleaning and not enough time providing stimulating, thought-provoking activities... Ahhhh!
All right. So, maybe I'm not really okay about all this yet. breathe. breathe. breathe.
I'm feeling better about the whole "being referred to special services" thing since first writing about it a few weeks ago. Thank you to all who weighed in with your experience, or even just words of encouragement.
Being told that my son is anything less than perfect (or, at least, "developing normally") was a blow at first, but I've reassessed the situation. Took some very deep cleansing yoga breaths, gave my son a few extra hugs, and tried to relax...
We're skipping playgroup this Friday to do the intake with ECI. From what I understand, this first meeting is just supposed to be a lot of paperwork and will take place in the comfort and familiarity of our home...
WAIT?! They're coming here!
Suddenly, I'm analyzing every book, every toy, every DVD... Scrutinizing it for its "intellectual value". Are they going to spot something that will be blamed for my son's speech delay?
Oh, this is why the boy isn't talking... His mother reads... maaaaagazines. (gasp!) Clearly, this isn't a very literate household..."
I've also been in "Martha Stewart" mode all week- polishing toilets, scrubbing floors, organizing book shelves... If my son can't be "perfect", at least my house can be spotless.
Unless... it seems like I spend too much time cleaning and not enough time providing stimulating, thought-provoking activities... Ahhhh!
All right. So, maybe I'm not really okay about all this yet. breathe. breathe. breathe.
9 comments:
lol. At least you know they are coming. I hate when people stop by unannounced. My hubby's family does it all the time. I dont want them knowing the house isnt always perfect.....
Hahaha. I went through this same thing with boy #2. He hadn't said much at all and everyone was worried and in the month between addressing it with the doctor and the ECI appt. his language exploded...then I was embarrassed to have them come allllll the way out to the house. But, they were extremely nice and professional and no one (that I saw) pulled out a white glove to see if I had recently dusted. Good luck!
My daughter also was "speech
delayed". They came to my house
also. Most of the people involved
in helping children of this age
are terrific,caring people. I want
you to know also that getting early
help was the BEST thing that ever
happened! You have to turn a deaf
ear to all the people who say their
kids are so smart and they're reading 2nd grade level when they're in PreK.... it hurts when
they brag, because they can't understand until it happens to someone they love. My daughter is doing very well in Middle school A's & B's. She is doing well considering the problems she had earlier. So you need support from
people who have been in your shoes,
and you'll feel much better about
it all. Hugs!
Sorry you're feeling so anxious but of course how could you not be...? I'm a new reader but still sedning you HUGS.
Oh, I've so been there. I used to clean my house like crazy once a week before the therapists arrived. I think they know that if you keep a clean house, then you're not a slacker. That you're not a lazy wife or mother. This is not to say people with messy houses can't be good parents. I'm just saying, this was my weird excuse for being a clean freak.
Seriously -- don't worry! :) I work as a therapist for early intervention, and you should see the state of some of the houses I have been in. There's no reason to go crazy cleaning.
Oh this made me laugh! I nearly killed myself the first time a therapist came!
Then bit by bit my perfection slid until one day I answered the door in my pjs. I forgot.
She came in and said 'Thank God! You are a normal mum, not a super woman!'
They will be thankful if there is a clean place to sit. Honestly.
well, you're on the right track, and if the therapist is any good she won't pay a lick of attention to your house and only focus on your son. good luck.
It is okay, really. We don't (usually) bite! LOL! Finding caring parents is such a relief. :)
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