Jairmie :)
Friday, September 13, 2013
Therapy... Therapy... Therapy.... Progress!
Hi baby!
We do so much every day, I imagine your head is spinning. Doctor says do this, therapist do that, so we, we muddle through it and try to make it work for us. Your doing great. We are trying anything possible for communication. You are just lost in translation sometimes. But we have been doing an hour and a half to two hours of therapy a day. We are trying to encourage speech, so your learning to point. You are learning to gesture, to ask fr things. Proper play. So yeah your head is spinning, I'm sure. We have seen small sparks of progress, that make mommy so proud she crys. Things like pointing to a pillow you places against the wall, and rocking safely. Or things like pointing to yourself In a picture when I say where's buggy. Things like brief moments of eye contact, becoming less illusive. It's like we have been given a map to bring out the amazing little boy locked in there. So we do 2 hours intense therapy a day, dashes here and there, voices for toys, fear and joy, a melt down here, hugs there, and though the road ahead is unclear, and sometimes we are living day to day, it may be hard now baby, I hope you know you will be ok. And you will be stronger then you ever imagined you could be.
Proud of you baby
Mommy
Tuesday, September 10, 2013
Little one
My dearest little boy. Nothing has scared me more than what's happening lately. But mom wants you to know something. Mommy is so proud of you. You have done amazing you made so much progress I am so proud of you my boy. You're an amazing big brother adapted beautifully and I can't believe how did you getting. In less than a month you'll be 3 years old. I can't believe it. You were diagnosed this week with autism. But you know it doesn't change a single thing for mommy. You're still the same beautiful little boy mommy love so much, I hope you never doubt that. You know you and your brother are the two most amazing blessings that a mom could wish for. I just wanted to tell you I love you. And I were all going to be okay
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