Girl 2 is speech delayed. We’ll be starting speech therapy for her in the near future and work on getting her caught up. So what does that mean exactly?
It means...I’m processing it. I mean...it’s not a bad thing. She’s healthy and happy and a joyful little girl. But it’s unexpected, so it still hurts a little you know? And no parent wants this, an additional difficulty. Kids are who they are and you love them fiercely regardless. But being a parent is hard and worrisome enough on it's own, so another challenge, no matter how manageable, is something to deal with.
I think deep down she’s going to be fine. Being able to socialize safely again and being around kids her own age will probably help her development as well. Parenting is just...a loooooooong game and here’s something else to wrestle.
So. I’m processing.
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