Yesterday I had a transition meeting with Ham’s service coordinator to work out the details moving from in-home therapy to services with the school district. I am a little apprehensive to put it mildly. We have been lucky enough to be in a program where he gets one-on-one therapy for 3 or 4 hours a week in our home and once he turns 3 in January he no longer qualifies for that program. Even with our insurance, there is no way that we can afford to pay out-of-pocket for all the therapy he gets. I like the program the school has and I think it is a good one, it just can’t compare to what he has been getting. Right now he has an amazing speech therapist that is really pushing him and helping me with better ways to teach him. He is using words and they are so much easier to understand than grunting. How nice it must be to finally be able to get across to people what you really want and have people actually listen to you. I really wouldn’t know because I am a Mom, but for him it must be fabulous!
One of the new talents he had discovered is singing. On Saturday night I was laying in bed with him and I started singing “Twinkle Twinkle Little Star” and his usual response is “No, too loud”, but on this night he started singing with me. It was so wonderful to be there together and singing. Unfortunately he decided to showcase his new talent on Sunday at Church, during Sacrament Meeting, right in the middle of the Sacrament, with his rendition of “Old MacDonald Had a Farm”. I guess he has been listening and learning these songs and storing them up for the best quiet time to share them with everyone.
So maybe the next thing we work on is timing.