My oldest turned 4 last week. What is this nonsense?
I’ve never gone into depth about Rory’s development on this blog. I don’t know if I have the energy to do it today either. But, just know, that we’ve been through the ringer with him. Speech therapy, occupational therapy, professional evaluations, meetings with teachers, you name it.
Overall, his progress over the past 2.5 years is noteworthy!! But he is still significantly behind his peers in a lot of ways. I tend to toggle back and forth between obsessive concern over every little behavior and complete acceptance of wherever he’s at. It wears on me sometimes. Or, if I’m being honest, most of the time. But none of that affects the love I have for him.
First borns hold a special place in any mom’s heart I think. A place that doesn’t necessarily mean there is any less love for other children but a place that has simply just been there longer. That Rory space in my heart is big and it’s loud. Every milestone met, every obstacle conquered is met by enormous pride from my Rory-heart. Partly because all of these things are brand new to me since he’s the oldest. But, it’s also partly due to the fact that since he’s delayed in some areas I see other kids hitting these goals well before him so I have so much anticipation for when he finally gets there.
I’m hopeful that he’ll be nearly caught up with his peers by the time he starts Pre-K next year. But it’s going to be a long year of therapies and intentionality on my part to get him there. We’ve been in this groove for over 2 years now so we’ll keep on keeping on.
He may not be like other 4 year olds. But I’m convinced that if people knew how hard he has worked to be the 4 year old that he is, they’d be as proud as I am.
Happy Birthday Rory boy!
And in honor of his annual birthday meltdown during the attempted family picture….
I’m not finished with the Household Ops series so I’ll be back probably later this week with another post.
Until next time mommas 🙂