Welp. It’s official. Asher officially qualifies for speech therapy. So he’s 3 for 3 in all the therapies he’s been evaluated for. The trifecta, if you will. As I blogged here, he did just “graduate” from physical therapy, so that has been a real milestone.
I wasn’t sure how I would feel if he qualified for speech. Ultimately, I am relieved. He has responded so well to his other therapies, especially PT – where there was a clear goal (I’ve always felt the goals for OT have been a bit vague which has made it quite difficult for his therapist and for us to determine what progress has been made). So I’m relieved because I think the goal is clear – get him talking, get him communicating so we and everyone can understand.
I’m also relieved because I am truly grateful for whatever help we can get. On a side note, but related, I’m really grateful we live in New York. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again. We pay a bunch in taxes here in NY, but we end up with some amazing services because of it. I’m sure most hope (as I hope for them) that they will never need them, but when you do, it’s an amazing weight that is lifted to know you can get them, without cost.
If I’m truly honest, a part of me was sad. He really needs PT, OT, and speech? Did I cause this? Was it something I did when I was pregnant? Did I not do something right when he was a newborn? Maybe it’s the way I’m wired, or maybe it’s just because I’m a mom, I think a part of me (even if it’s just a tiny part) will always blame myself. Wonder if it was me that contributed to this.
But of course, the most important thing is that he’s going to get the help he needs. His evaluator didn’t see any “major red flags” so she thinks he’ll catch on fast, and that it seems he may be a bit behind on several things, but really he’s just going at his own pace. He has been saying more words lately, so that has been really promising.
Ultimately, I’m just hoping we can build off this momentum. Fingers crossed! 🙂