I had a major brain fart today and totally forgot that I had a PPT for Dv. at school this morning. He was being tested by the school's OT over the last couple of months because his pre-k teacher thought his motor skills were a bit behind. Needless to say, he qualifies for services and will be seeing the OT for 1 hour each week.
I'm usually ok with stuff like this, but today I'm not. I don't get it. I have no problems with the speech issues most of my kiddos have had. I could care less that we've had speech therapy through the state's Birth to Three program or that we've had speech teachers in two public school systems. I've never thought my children were any different than other children. Of course, until now.
Dv., who turned 5 on New Years Eve, is just starting to write his name and many times does it in mirror image. He writes other words as well in the same way. He's not great at using scissors and doesn't hold the pencil in the same way each time he writes. Really, I'm not sure what else there is since I was stupid enough to forget that I had a meeting. I asked for either the OT or the speech therapist to call me, but I haven't heard anything yet. I only received a short note from Dv's pre-k teacher telling me the results of the testing/meeting.
It makes me sad. I don't know why. Logically, I shouldn't have an issue with it whatsoever. Dv. is a little love bug. He is probably our most affectionate kiddo. He is funny and is also probably most like his Daddy. He LOVES all things tools/heavy equipment and his idea of a good time is playing "worker guy". Back when he was a young 4, he had a full conversation with my neighbor about what vehicles use diesel and what vehicles use gasoline. Last week during a warm spring afternoon, he was trying to make ramps up the picnic table so that he could drive the Little Tykes cozy coupe up. He settled for making ramps for the Tonka dump truck instead as it was just too steep with the wood he had to use for the cozy coupe.
In the grand scheme of things, this probably isn't even a raindrop in an ocean, but it's bugging me enough wonder what I did wrong.
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That's the thing... you didn't do anything wrong. Our kids aren't perfect, even though we want them to be, and they all have these little blips along the way. You are a great Mom and I hope that you know that. You have already begun to see that in your big kids... and the little ones are no different. I am so sorry that this hit you hard and I do understand it... I am sending big huge hugs your way. XOXO
ReplyDeleteHugs from me, too, Di. You did nothing wrong. Each kid has different strengths and D's lie somewhere else.
ReplyDeleteLast time I posted I told you you're my hero. Nothing has changed! Love you!
I agree with them up there! You didn't do anything wrong honey! You're a fantastic mom - 3x better than me for sure as you have that many more kids which automatically makes you WAY better!
ReplyDeleteI know the feeling though, even when you *know* something's wrong, it's still gut-wrenching to hear it confirmed.
He's obviously a brilliant child and those mundane tasks of writing and cutting just hold little to no interest to him.
Lots of hugs though as I know it's never easy to hear that our kids aren't perfect - even when we already knew it!
Love you!!!