Sorry girls, but today I won’t be talking about weight at all. I have to vent though, just because I am mildly freaked out and it makes me question a lot of things in my life. No, I am not getting divorced, my dog didn’t run off, and I am not seriously ill. This morning my 2.8 year old had evaluation by early intervention people and their founding left me shocked and confused at the same time.
My son is growing up in bi-lingual environment. For as long as I can remember here is all I hear: boys talk late, bi-lingual kids take longer to process languages, some kids are just late talkers. So how do you call a bi-lingual boy late-talker? (I kept waiting for him to start catching up). His testing reveled 70 percent speech delay!!! My almost 3 year old has speaking abilities of a 12 months old. Is that the point where I say O-M-G???
My son’s developmental delay is 40% – he is at the level of 22 months old. He also has sensory issues, but because he only has 3 months left before he turns 3, he will most likely not get occupational therapy (there is about 2 months wait). Because of the severity of the situation, we are recommended to take a medical test and check for autism as well as hearing.
I have a very active and smart boy living in my house that I can’t understand most of the time. He doesn’t listen to what I say and I can’t handle him well without frustration.
When asking for evaluation I was hoping to hear “He is a very smart boy who needs more parental attention. Spend more time with him”
I got way more than I bargained for. I understand, it’s good I asked for help now, but it still doesn’t make me feel any better. I feel guilty for neglecting him and not spending enough time with him. I work 19 hours a day while my boy keeps trying to get my attention by throwing stuff and destroying things. I work and blog and love doing all of it, but did I lose sight of what is really important? Yet, I fought my family so hard to evaluate my boy because they didn’t think that “the system” can understand my son’s unique personality.
I don’t normally get this personal in my blog mostly because I am trying to be helpful to others and I almost feel bad about spilling all this out into the blogosphere, but I am freaked out and Momma is gotta stay strong.