I’ve been a very reluctant blogger lately, partly because I
haven’t exactly known what to say and partly because I haven’t found the time
to do any post justice.
It’s summer around here and that means slower days,
sunshine, hours playing in the backyard, and a mama who actually has time and
energy to be a real human being (not just a professor, communications director and
exhausted parent). I’m still working about half time, but I don’t have to roll
out of bed so early to get kids out the door. We’re all sleeping better and
we’re nicer to each other in general. I’m drinking less coffee and more water.
It’s good.
Yet the challenges in our house go on too. Matthew’s
development is still slow, and I feel in many ways like we are living into the
title of “special needs family.” It’s hard because I feel so sad for him and am
still acutely aware of the profound losses he as an individual and we as a
family are experiencing because of his many delays. In a frank conversation
with our pediatrician this afternoon, she basically told me straight up that
she’s pretty certain Matthew’s delays and challenges will be life-long for him.
That’s not really a surprise to me, truthfully. On the outside I’ve been
holding up this façade of believing that at some point he’s just going to snap
into “normal kid mode” and life will move forward for us in the way we once
expected it would. But in my heart (and my head) I’ve known for a while that
our boy comes to us with a myriad of challenges that aren’t easily fixed or
remedied.
It’s actually good to have a doctor finally speak these
words aloud.
But then honestly there’s this other part of me that
believes Matthew is developing in his own time. I’m not living in some
delusional dream world where I think that one day he’ll just “snap out of it”
and be speaking in full sentences. But each and every day he is working SO hard
to learn and grown and change. I can just see the wheels in his head spinning
each time I ask him to say a word or complete a task. His receptive language is
growing in leaps and bounds. And he is definitely gaining skills and moving
forward. Even our pediatrician complimented him on all his growth.
Which makes me ask the question, how much do I worry about
him and how much do I just let him develop at his own pace?
Yes, we are now a special needs family. I’m the parent of a
special needs child. These things are true about us, and they are things I
wasn’t expecting. But I also know we have the skills, the passion, the
resources and the support to parent Matthew and help him grow and thrive as
much as he possibly can. When I'm especially discouraged, it helps me to remember these things.
So I’m committed to this task. But just so I don’t mislead
my readers (some of whom may one day be special needs parents themselves), it’s
also hard. I doubt. I grieve. I worry. I feel poignantly the many losses that
both Matthew and our family have sustained because of his many challenges. And I'm tired a lot too.
There are hard moments in our days—especially when my mind
starts to play tricks on me and tell me I can’t do this thing that’s in front
of me.
But there are other times when I feel an overwhelming sense
of gratitude for the journey that is ours to walk. I LOVE Matthew so much—and I
feel so attached to him. So even when it’s hard, I’m committed to helping him
be the person that he’s created to be.
I also feel grateful for the faith that sustains Aaron and
me through this journey—for a sense of “call” to this path of adoption and the
way that the prayers and encouragement of others buoys us and keeps us walking
forward during the rough patches.
Mostly I wish you all knew this boy the way I know him—his
laughter, his learning, his kisses and snuggles (a relatively new thing), the
joy he takes in discovering new things. My heart almost breaks with the weight
of how much I love him.
What a complicated, beautiful, hard, amazing thing, this
path of parenting Matthew. I had no idea how complicated it would be.
Nor how breathtakingly lovely.
Matthew and me with sweet baby Hayden, my niece. |
A couple of Baywatch beauties! |
Maya and Sam are with grandparents this week so M and I get some extra snuggle time. |
Taking a neighborhood walk with Daddy |
Our boy playing in the backyard. |
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