I see parents on Facebook post pictures of their kids using their Timehop app and it’s always fun to see what a difference a year makes and how much they have changed. Today I was in amazement at what came up on my Timehop. For those who aren’t aware Timehop is an app for your smart phone or iPad that will show you whatever you posted on that day 1, 2 or 9 years ago depending on how long you have had social media.
I am so grateful for my friends around the world, who are so supportive of this venture and who continually send me the encouragement that I need to not get discourage and to just keep going. It will take sometime to get it off the ground but I believe that God has a plan for this!
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If you had asked me a year ago, I would have told you all I want in this world is for my son to talk. I prayed for a miracle. I prayed for the right people to help Killi. I prayed for just the slightest sign that my son would acknowledge me; maybe just a smile or a glance and maybe, just maybe we could maintain eye contact…
I shared with you recently that my son has progressed so quickly, like none of us would have imagined, in his therapy. He is a sponge soaking up every little thing and every word we say.
He has also decided he is his own man now. He makes the rules. He is the creator of his own destiny!
Who knew you could think that way at 3 years old but apparently you can. This new sense of self-awareness has manifested itself in two ways, which are extremely frustrating for me but at the same time I want to say “great job for being your own person!” (Funny how it can be so conflicting…)
Chris and I just received an email from Killian’s doctor, Ali. This email wasn’t just any email to tell us that Killi is doing good or that we need to work on things to help him do better. This email is so special because of all of the hard work our son, his doctor, his teachers, Odie, and Chris and I have put in for the past year is all worth it.
God has given us a great gift of the right people being put in our lives at the perfect moment to help our son.
God has provided for our every need. We can’t thank HIM enough for this blessing.
This is really the only word to describe my son’s progress. Well maybe another would be divine intervention plus a little early intervention therapy…. Ok that is more than just one word but you get the point.
Killi has been attending preschool for almost a month. There have been good days and bad days. The good days, he is spot on; listens, follows directions, participates, and doesn’t act like a mad man. The bad days are not so great; he has a total meltdown when I leave, hits and pushes the other kids, and acts like a fool. Luckily with the reports I am given, it seems there are more good day than bad but still as the parent I hate to see him acting up and hitting people. Yes I know it’s a phase but that doesn’t mean I have to enjoy it.
It has almost been a year since we began our journey with our therapy program with Reed Institute. It has almost been a year since I was at my total breaking point. I felt as if no prayers were being heard. I was alone in a foreign land with no one, who understood what was going on with my boy (except for Chris). Everyone was telling me “Don’t worry. This is a phase.” Praise the Lord, I was driven to the point where I was not ashamed to say “THERE IS A PROBLEM HERE!” and started the process of looking for help.
I believe you can pray for something until you are blue in the face asking for a miracle (and sure sometimes it might happen) but without being proactive nothing will change. God gave us a brain and resources at our disposal (heck he created Google, well the guy who made Google…) and it’s our job to use them wisely.
As you know Killi has completed his first term of therapy, we are now in the second term and hopefully when he has finished this round he will be ready for school in September. Since Killi has improved greatly on his social skills we are focusing more on the speech. It’s pretty exciting as a parent when your kid, who was almost completely nonverbal, is now blabbering on all the time. I just wanted to share with you some of the new words that he is saying.
Our twelve weeks of ESDM Therapy has come to a close. It’s amazing how far my son has come and how much he has changed in such a short time. This has been a very trying time in our lives as a family and as some of you can relate, having a “special” kid is exhausting and overwhelming but those times when you get a big hug or you truly see a difference in your child’s development, you seem to forget all of the hard times.
As you know, children have to reach certain milestones at different stages along the way and this is how we track their development. Obviously, my son didn’t meet certain milestones on time and this is how we discovered he had some delays but this post isn’t about my son and his milestones. Instead, it is about a milestone that I have reached as a parent.