Oh, how I hate the 'testing' time at speech therapy for James. She's a great therapist, so I'm not dogging her at all. However, she only gets him 45 minutes once a week, and he's out of his 'element' there, with new toys, new books, etc. AND, sister is not there to distract him, although he gets plenty distracted even without her. Oh, and let's not forget how difficult it is for him to do things "on command" when they only ask once or twice. And he only has 45 minutes or less to say things 'sporatically'. So, when I was told that in a year's time he's only made about 50% or less improvement, I was less than ethusiastic. I was downright depressed, and cried all the way home. I'm not quite sure what I was expecting. He's got Fragile X. Without a miracle, he's not going to drastically improve over time, especially as things get more complicated. BUT EVEN THE SMALLEST IMPROVEMENT IS GREAT FOR ME! So, I went through a lot of emotions. As I was driving home, the Lord showed me some great things.
One, He reminded me of all the things I mentioned above about how once a week 45 minute testing in therapy just isn't reality for testing. His everyday life at home and at school are better indicators. He also showed me how far James has come in his vocabulary, especially since Grace has been talking.
Second, after we got home that day I started to fix James' lunch. He came up to me and sporatically said, "May I have turkey please." FIVE WORD PHRASE! I decided reading the same books over and over and over and over again is a gem. That phrase came from the book, "May I Have a Cookie Please."
So, needless to say, I couldn't deny all those reminders and blessings. The Lord also reminded me that He alone entrusted my husband (okay, I have to fess up....his name is Jim....I can't keep calling him Henry - doesn't fit him - HAPPY RIAN?!) and I with these great kids, and He alone will continue to hold all the plans in His hands. While I wish I could see them all layed out, I know that would ruin all the joyful moments of watching them happen.