Catching you up on our journey to this point. The backstory is filled with a lot of reflection and hindsight observations, but it’s all led to where we are now.
The start of primary school was a positive change for Nasir. For some time, drop-offs had been getting increasingly difficult at daycare, it was an emotionally stressful time for him and an exhausting one, physically and mentally for me. Choosing a school for our boy was so important to us, especially after learning about how…
We always wanted Nasir to have a sibling to grow up with. It seemed like a logical thing to do not only from the perspective that we grew up with siblings and cousins, but Nasir always wanted us up walking him around the house, bringing us toys to play, have dance parties, and exploring messy…
Our first session with the Speech and Language Therapist started by getting to know where Nasir was at with his language; how he communicated, words he knew, what he struggles with, and anything that I had tried. This helped to determine where to begin and what strategies to use to kick off the journey of…
“There are concerns about Nasir” she claimed, as she singled me out in the middle of the classroom, in front of teachers, parents, and other kids. I was shocked and angered, I expected more professionalism from someone in her position. A conversation like this surely required privacy so the parent can digest the information. She…
Gosh, I remember being a new mother. I had absolutely no idea what I was doing, how to do it, and if it was even right?! Too many people had opinions, whether you wanted it or not, and those same people also made you feel so small while you were trying to figure out who…
I have absolutely no idea how Speech and Language Therapy was run in a pre-Covid-19 world, but let me tell you, post-Covid-19 was not as I expected it to be. Of course, throughout lockdowns, it was all on me as was any of the work when Nasir was at home. I had thought that there…
I remember Nasir’s first proper word; Poppy! This, of course was outside of the standard “Mama” or “Dada”. He was about 2, loved watching Trolls, and he turned around from his seat in front of me and said POPPY! I can’t tell you how monumental it felt and how joyous I was. Wait… There’s A…
The Assessment. When we found out our oldest son had Global Development Delay, I was shocked. Of course, I knew something was going on, he didn’t speak normally, but I only suspected an issue with his speech, and naturally I assumed with speech development would come better understanding of instructions or conversation. For this, we…