Dear Readers,
Please praise the Lord with me. Gabriel started school on Monday. Many of you know that it is a public preschool. I had been so concerned with the idea of sending my firstborn baby out into the “world”. I do not like public schools, and never in a million years had I thought I’d be sending one of our children there. But Gabe needs surpass what I am able to give him. I am still struggling with the idea that I cannot fully supply him with all he needs. It hurts. But I need to remember that it is not I who is supposed to supply all Gabe’s needs, it’s God.
I am so very happy with the special ed program at Gabriel’s school. Right now he goes to school Mon - Thurs, and from 8am to 11:45am, he is in a special needs class with other special needs children, then from 11:45am - 2:45pm, he is in a class that is 50% special needs children and 50% typical children.
I am almost crying as I write this, but Josh and I have both been noticing the past few days, that after only 4 days of school (which is mostly ABA therapy), Gabe is talking like a 4yr old. He still speaks slowly, very slowly at times, but he is saying things 4yr olds say. He is making more sense, his communication is not as confusing. And he is being more talkative overall. Before he started school, he would answer questions when asked, but not initiate conversation. But now *ok, actually crying now* he will initiate conversations just to be friendly. He answers questions with more clarity. This may not seem like much, but I know it is a miracle from God. My child wants to talk with me to be friendly. I know it may be easy for a mom of typical kids to take for granted the fact that their kid initiates conversations with them. Aaron does this, so I know what it’s like to raise a typical kid (Emmie is just starting to be more talkative, and Owen doesn’t talk yet). So, when Gabe doesn’t talk except to answer questions, I feel the void there. He was so hard for me to relate to him, because we couldn’t converse in the normal way. But now, he’s talking to me. Praise the Lord. I have so much joy in my heart at the thought that my son is talking to me, not just saying words to me but actually talking with me.
But of course there are other issues to work out with him going to public school. The other day, he came home and said he was a “lucky duck”. I’m guessing one of his teachers called him this. I told him, ”Gabie, the next time someone calls you a lucky duck, you tell them that there’s no such thing as luck because God controls all things.” I had him practice saying this =) He also started singing the Frosty the Snowman song today. He’ll be getting a visit in his classroom from Santa each Christmas also, so we’re teaching him that Santa’s just some guy in a costume and whatever presents he gets at Christmastime are gifts from parents or grandparents.
This weeks, been good. I know Gabe’s having fun at school, because even though he insists that his friends have no names, each day after school he tells me over and over, “I want back to school!”
Ok, that’s it for now. I need to get some shut-eye in preparation for my spiritual holiday (the Lord’s Day)!