Looly Goes to School

Looly started school! She is going to a Special Needs Preschool to get speech therapy, occupational therapy and physical therapy. She was leary after the first day but once she saw her ole favorite Physical Therapist, Matt, the game was on!

Matt is a young man that is married with two daughters. He loves Kate. He calls her turkey and she squeals with happiness. When we first saw him after a year break, she actually kissed his cheek. Matt has all of Kate's respect. Matt challenges and pushes her to do better. Sometimes there is even tears, but she will work hard for him. By the next week he will see improvement. It makes us all laugh at her stubborn determination to "show Matt!"

This past week we were made aware through the speech therapist that they rang a bell directly behind Looly and she didn't flinch or turn to look. So we made an appointment with a hearing specialist. I do not believe she is 100% deaf but I think she has fooled us for so long by reading our tones or facial expressions. We shall see. Of course we all felt like we let her down and then we started on our Pollyanna way to look for the good in this. She will get her hearing corrected! She may be talking up a storm once this is corrected! If she is anything like me (my family and friends can vouch for this) she will talk up a storm and make up for lost time!

This Down Syndrome journey is so very different. No matter how many podcasts I listen to, books I read and families I meet, it is all different. Do you know what this has taught me? I know nothing! I am a student and God has humbled me. Seriously. Looly isn't the only one learning, she is teaching also. God bless all these Special Needs Children and their families. This isn't an easy road but boy is it beautiful!

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