Last year I left meet the teacher night at Jackson’s preschool overwhelmed and in tears. (You can read about the truck throwing incident here). Thankfully last night was a different story – Jackson was the one shedding tears because he didn’t want to leave school.
No trucks were thrown. We didn’t get the evil eye from any of the other parents. I just had to pry Jackson out of the rocking chair to get him to leave his classroom.
Last week I was feeling super nervous about back-to-school and speech delays. But yesterday God reminded me just how much Jackson has changed over the past few months.
The kid who was so easily frustrated last year; who left teeth marks more than once; he’s finally able to communicate.
It’s not perfect and he’s not talking in sentences like some of the kids his age; but each week he’s saying new words and making new sounds.
Who knew the B sound could bring a flood of emotion?
Jackson waved to the firetruck pulling into the station behind our house, and as it disappeared, he exclaimed Bye.
And that one word brought tears to my eyes because I’m used to hearing dye dye.
There was no prompting – just the perfect B sound coming from my amazing little boy.
And he decided to show off a little more as he rolled his garbage truck across the floor and let out a very clear beep!
I’m a mom and I worry. I don’t want to see my kid overwhelmed and struggling to find words. Last week I wrestled with whether to put him back at the preschool or keep him in a smaller Mother’s Day Out program. Then God kind of nudged me and told me to get over myself. He told me to have a little more faith in my son.
Because although his words may be few, he’s really pretty unbelievable (with a capital B).
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