Baby Cow

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You guys. We went to the farm a few days ago and can I just tell you real quick how sweet my little H is? I mean, I already knew this, but he just proved that to me even more here. I’m going to tell you the story real quick because I have to tell the world just how adorable he is.

We saw a big cow. It was exciting because my boys love animals. There was a way to walk around back of the cage the cow was in, so to get closer to the cow, we walked that way. When we came around the corner, much to our excitement, we saw that behind the big mama cow, WAS A TINY BABY COW! It was just laying there by the gate being all sweet and cute. H, without hesitation, walked quietly up to it, stuck his hand in and started softly scratching the top of this baby cows head. The cow started closing its eyes, very relaxed and happy. Mama cow watched as H took care of her baby for a minute. Then, because monkey-see-monkey-do, sweet little E also joined in on scratching the baby cow. They were very quiet and soft and the moment just felt so special and pure.

I love how soft H is. He reminds me daily the value in being kind, sweet and peaceful.

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My Hulk Boy

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Three is a funny age. You always hear about ‘terrible twos’ but I dare say that whoever coined that phrase hadn’t parented a three year old, yet. H is hilariously unpredictable. Most of the time he is our happy, enthusiastic, curious, adventurous, rambunctious little boy. He enjoys doing good, he follows rules and he is kind.

But every once in a awhile lately he turns.

He goes from that sweet boy explained above, to a little Hulk. (fitting thats his favorite Avenger right now) He explodes with rage. He screams and starts kicking and punching. He gets mean and mad and there is no calming him down.

I’m truly at a loss right now to know how to control these outbursts, while still allowing him to be himself and let him know its ok to feel things and express how he feels. You know? But at the same time, its not ok for him to kick and punch me all the time, right? Oh, the joys of motherhood. As frustrating as it can be I honestly wouldn’t trade it for the world.

He is a great boy who I feel very lucky to be able to witness grow up and learn more about each day. This is fun. It really is.

Avengers Assemble for a Birthday Party!

We had another successful, fun birthday party! Yesterday H turned three and we had such a nice day. During the day we got breakfast at Kneaders, ran a few errands and made a special stop at Costco – the birthday boys request!

His birthday party was held in our house with family and it was an Avengers theme! It was a great party with lots of chatting, kids playing, getting super excited about presents, yummy food and delicious cake and ice cream. A day perfect for our big three year old!

I’m so grateful for how loved my kids are. Seeing people gather together for their birthday is really special. H is very lucky to be surrounded by such incredible, loving family.

Happy Birthday buddy!!

Happy Birthday H!

I want to start this post by saying this:

THREE? WHAT THE HECK? HOW DO I HAVE A THREE YEAR OLD???

Ok. Thanks for letting me get that off my chest. Now on to the post.

HAPPY, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY BUDDY!

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H is three today. Three years ago today this little ball of love, energy and sweetness made me a mother. I’m forever grateful for him and his sweet spirit. H is kind. He is young, but he genuinely cares for others and I feel like he can sense how other people are feeling. He is energetic and is always moving (even in his sleep)! He has crazy hair that never stays in place and handsome blue eyes. He is brave, but cautious. He is a do-gooder, but is slowly trying out the more rebellious side and isn’t quite sure how he feels about it. He’s a good eater, a great sleeper and is an Avenger most hours of the day (his favorites currently are Hulk and Spider-Man). H is happy and easy. He is learning more words and sounds every day and is so stinkin’ smart! He is patient, a great, caring big brother, friendly, shy but social all at the same time and loves to be where others are. He is a rule follower (usually) and loves to talk about animals, Disney, letters, activities and holidays. He is an absolute joy. He is happiness and positivity. Happy Birthday, dude! I love you to infinity and beyond!

Speech Screening Wrap Up

If you remember, a few weeks ago I posted about H’s last speech screening – and I didn’t feel the greatest about it. I was frustrated with how it went and just felt uptight afterwards. He didn’t finish his initial screening because he 100% lost interest so we had to schedule part two of his screening. A couple weeks ago we had that screening and I am beyond excited to tell you it was completely different in the very best way.

Things went awesome. He had a different tester who he clicked with really fast and she understood him better and was just really good at getting him to speak and crack out of his shell a little after than normal. We were also in a different, less distracting room which I feel like helped a ton. He was able to finish all his testing.

I was very careful to make sure I went into this second part of testing with absolutely no expectations or ideas of how the testing would go. He still acted his age, but he was much more attentive and showed off a little more than last time. I was overjoyed.

Once the testing was completed, we were sent out to wait for a little while in a fun play room. Then I was called back for a very brief meeting while H got to stay in and play. In this meeting I was informed that H is very intelligent and bright and tests above average on everything, except speech – particularly articulation. It was a relief to hear, even though deep down I think I knew speech/articulation was the only real issue we were dealing with.

So now Wild Man and I are deciding which form of Speech Therapy we’d like him to go on to after he turns three. We have a couple different choices that we need to pick between. I’m excited to see what H can do in this new program. I’m excited that round two of testing went so much better. I’m proud of my little guy and these incredible strides he’s making!

Speech Delay Update

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I haven’t really kept my blog up to date on H’s speech delay and thats mostly because I thought we were kicking the speech delays trash – and we are. H is. Seriously if you could hear him when we started this process back in January to today, you’d be astonished. He’s an amazing boy.

Today (the day i’m typing this up) we had a special screening for H at the preschool he’ll likely be attending here very soon to help with his speech. We always knew it would be a long testing day and it had the possibility of being a hard day – but I didn’t expect it to turn out the way it did.

H is 5-7% intelligible – and getting that 7% put on the paper was only because I told the lady I swear he’s easier to understand than what he was showing today. 5%? I didn’t know they were going to come up with a percentage of how easy to understand he was, but if I would have had to give my own prediction of what percentage I thought he was at, I probably would have said fifty to sixty percent. Not five. I know that since I’m his mom and I am with him 24/7 I understand his funny words and sounds, but I was just feeling so confident that other people, even strangers, could understand him at least half the time.

My immediate feeling was guilt. I should be working harder with him on sounds and words. If I would have done that and been more diligent about that, he wouldn’t be at 5-7%.

Then I was just sad. How sad for H that he’s only understood so infrequently. Is he frustrated? Is he mad about this? Does he feel as misunderstood as he is? Ugh.

The people who tested him were so sweet and patient. They gave him lots of chances to get his words out and for the most part he did a good job with that. Then he started getting sick of it. He didn’t want to cooperate anymore and I couldn’t blame him – he’d been there almost 2 hours at that point. So we ended up rescheduling the last part of his testing for a later date.

I left feeling really defeated. I felt really frustrated. I was frustrated that H didn’t perform as well as he could have or as well as he would have at home. I was frustrated that the people testing him couldn’t understand his words. I was frustrated that we had to do more testing later and that we couldn’t get it all done in one day (now i have more testing to feel anxious about). I was frustrated at myself for thinking he’d fly through this testing and nail every part of it. I was frustrated that he wasn’t into the testing so he wasn’t doing well on the other elements of testing that didn’t have to do with language – like are they going to think he has other issues we need to look at now too? I was frustrated that I was able to see the scores the testers would write down on the papers in front of them when they would ask H a question, and in his own ‘language’ he’d answer, but they didn’t speak his language so they didn’t know and they’d mark that he answered incorrectly or not at all. I was frustrated that I’m not tougher.

But I wasn’t frustrated with H. He did awesome. Thats a lot to ask of an almost three year old. He got wiggly and lost interest in it all, but he did so good. I’m proud of him. He’s amazing, patient, smart and sweet. I couldn’t ask for a better buddy. I see so much progress from him. So much. He used to ‘talk’ with this throat and never opened his mouth. Now he will pretty much repeat any word you ask him to, its just a matter of how easy he is to understand when he says it.

I need to be patient. I’m fully aware this breakdown I’m having is an overreaction. Its just because I really love my boy and I want the best for him. I want him to be able to communicate! He can understand everyone, I wish everyone could understand him! I just keep thinking about how frustrating it must feel to not be able to really talk to anyone besides your parents.

He’ll get there. It might be fast and it might be slower, but he’ll get there. This testing is going to show us as his parents and his future teachers just how to make sure that he does get there! I’m thankful that there are ways to learn about kids individual delays and ways to make an individual plan for that child so they can succeed and thrive. Most of all, I’m thankful for my H. He is awesome and he never ceases to make me proud.