Wednesday, April 7, 2010
getting the story down
I have been doing a lot of writing this week: the TV essay, yesterday's blog post, today's journaling. I also wrote a 3 page recount for Andrew of his preschool year and all the things that have unfolded so far. I added a few school pics, some preschool artwork and have decided to start a school scrapbook for him.
It helps me so much to get these events down in writing. There is something so settling for me about seeing the story as a whole. Good stuff, my friends, good stuff.
Though it is making for mighty long blog posts. Sorry about that!
Here's today's story:
In early January, as Andrew was starting at his new school, I took you to the pediatrician for your 18 month check up. The doctor asked me about your language and I tried to avoid the question. I told him how much you understood. You understood lots and lots of language. You could show us where your body parts are, you can run and get things when we ask for them, you just know so much!
But how many words do you say? Zero. None. Not one word. For a week last fall you said the word “ball” but we hadn’t heard it in months.
He recommended we get a Speech Evaluation.
Isaac, I couldn’t do it. I had just gone through the long and emotional process of sorting through your brother’s evaluations. I wasn’t ready to go through all of that again with you. I explained that to him and he told me what to look for to see how urgent an evaluation was. Were you frustrated? Were you angry about not being understood? If I started seeing those signs, I needed to call in for an evaluation quickly.
I couldn’t help but wonder what I was doing wrong. Why do my kids need so much support? Why does language grow so slowly around here? Yes, it’s true that Dad and I are more do-ers than talk-ers… but is that stunting your growth?
Then slowly things began to shift. Andrew starting school at 9 meant that you and I had a few hours to ourselves every morning. And your language began to grow. Within three weeks you had about 20 words. It’s funny because I didn’t think you would struggle with language. I thought that you would hear Andrew and I talking and pick it right up. But, instead you needed some space, you needed a little quiet to get your words in. And now you have all kinds of things to say.
And hearing them is such a relief.