Unconditional love

  One of my music student's mothers sat in on her lesson today and brought along her son, who is just a few months younger than Kevin.  His speech, which had a variety of sounds and recognizable words, made it even more obvious to me that Kevin needs help with his speech.  The mother who came today is justifiably proud of her son, who is already potty trained and is learning his colors.

  However, having a son who is going to need a boost because of a delay has made me realize something.  We are all proud of our children for their accomplishments.  We celebrate their daily lives and love them completely and unconditionally, come what may.  So, okay.  My son has a problem.  But, that doesn't change one bit my opinion of him.

  Thinking about things recently has opened my eyes to other people's situations.  I know a woman with a disabled son who has a lot of trouble communicating with others.  Yet, when her son gets up and does his best job at a Bible reading assignment at our meetings, his father and mother just glow with pride.  People are much, much more than their disabilities.  That's only a small part of who they really are.  Even people who have severe handicaps are individuals who need to be loved and recognized for their accomplishments, big and small.

  A big part of being a mother is just being there for our kids, day in and day out, and focusing, not on their weak spots, but on the so many positive qualities that they possess.

  Kevin's 2 year checkup is tomorrow.  I'm nervous about it, since I'm going to need to be very direct with his doctor.  I need to be firm enough with her so that I leave getting what I want.  And what I want is 2 reference papers to specialists.  Actually, I'm going to see if I can't get a paper copy of them in my hand, in order to deliver them personally to the specialist's offices.  Obviously, I should not wait around for the pediatrician's office to send them off themselves.  I'll let everyone know how it goes.