This is my son, Logan. Isn't he beautiful?! He is six-years-old, and loves Curious George and blowing bubbles. He also has lots of things he struggles with. At the very least, he has serious developmental delays in the areas of motor and language. He may have ADHD, and almost certainly executive functioning issues. He has a little brother who wants to do everything he does, and an older sister who is alternately annoyed by him and protective of him. Sometimes she gets mad and cries, because she tries so hard to help him, but she just doesn't know how to help him.
I know how she feels. I have those moments, too. He has had all kinds of therapies since before he turned two, and still I feel like there's more I need to do for him. But I also want him to have a happy childhood, and not spend it going from specialist to specialist. In a couple weeks we are going to meet with a neuropsychologist, and that will be three hours of testing. THREE HOURS!!! How exactly is a little boy with endless energy and zero ability to focus going to last through three hours of people asking him to do stuff? And will this even be worth it? I guess we are about to find out.
I am so glad you are here! Welcome to my blog. This is your space, too. My name is Amy, and I am no stranger to the ups and downs of life. Join me as we search for beauty, authenticity, tell our truth, and hold space for each other in the messiness of life.