Speech therapy to begin.

We are lucky enough to have a fabulous speech therapist a few houses down. And she happens to work with the Regional Center and be contracted with our insurance! She did the eval this morning and we will try to get sessions going in the next week or two.

Odd thing about his speech is that he went from saying the right things at the right time such as Momma & baba (see the post February 14th) (the only milestone he hit on target) to now just having Dadda, did and a bunch of other d sounding babbling. Which I'll take, don't get me wrong. It's just strange that Momma went away. It's come back here and there randomly but probably not for at least a couple months. There's no explanation except for his brain condition I guess.

As Lisa, our therapist friend, mentioned, at least it was there and we know he can do it.

The thing that was hard to take, which seems completely silly, is the "scores" she was rating him at. For the eval she had to go through a bunch of questions which are grouped together as various speech milestones and rate Ian as to what age level he's at with each one. And the reality is, he's very behind. Some were 3-5 months or 6-8 months.

Of course I know he's behind and I always say, as long as he gets there and makes progress, I'm happy. But I guess I like to live in my little world imagining his progress as it is without comparing it to others. One reason I subconsciously don't hang out with my friends with kids the same age as Ian. But seeing this rating was a bit of a reality check. Not that I can do more than I am doing to change things, but it just made me a bit emotional.

Probably that and I've been emotional this week anyway having put Lila in a YMCA Summer Camp every day. I know in general it's fun for her. And it's probably better than having various sitters watch her. Or trying to keep her occupied while we have therapy at the house. But it just feels weird. And it probably doesn't help that she lost it when I dropped her off today.

Next week alone, I've got 3 appointments at Children's and 4 therapy sessions at the house. Too much shuffling of Lila. I wanted something more consistent for her. I just hope it's the right program. I agonized over it and looked into every possibility.

I was able to meet them on their field trip to the Natural History Museum today with Sandra here watching Ian. And I'm able to pick her up early or choose not to take her if I don't have appointments. We'll see how the next couple weeks go.