In June, we end the awful daycare my son has been in, and we have our CPSE meeting. I finish work in 4 weeks and have sometime to figure out care for him for the fall.
This journey kind of sucks. I would love another kid, honestly, but i don't think i could do this part again, services, worrying, feeling like it is all my fault. This part, I don't think I can handle. Both my boys are amazing, amazing boys, but maybe don't meet up to society. I don't know. I am in such a grieving state right now with Landon. I can't look back at old pictures, i can't look through his baby book, or read old journal entries, then I may see something I did, or something I should have noticed. This really, really sucks. can I say that enough? I just pick my head up and keep going, but boy, this is very difficult for me.
I am praying for some huge burst of progress to help lift the spirits of this home.
I am praying for Logan to self feed or babble.
I am praying for landon to be able to have a word correctly produced and stick.
I am praying for Landon to improve his play skills more.
I am praying for both of the boys to be the best they can be.
I pray all day long.