We’ve been in the middle of a speech therapy whirlwind since January. There have been very few lazy mornings, lounging in our pjs. We’ve had to get up and at em four days a week to make our appointments.
On Tuesday we said goodbye to our school speech therapist Ms. Angela. It was bittersweet. She has been an amazing therapist and advocate for Jackson. But most of all, she’s become a friend. Jackson won’t have her when school starts in the fall because he will go to an elementary school that offers a developmental delayed Pre-K. He will get speech at that school with a different therapist.
Both of Jackson’s speech therapists agree that Jackson has made huge strides in his speech these past few months. We’re also beginning to see these improvements at home.
To see such strides right before a long summer break makes this mama a little nervous.
Jackson will only go to speech therapy twice a week this summer, but for the next two weeks he won’t go at all. His private therapist is taking a much needed vacation.
Don’t get me wrong, I welcomed yesterday morning.
Jackson still woke up at 6:30, but I didn’t have to jump out of bed, fix him breakfast, shower and get dressed, get him ready and be out the door by 8:15. Instead, I poured him a bowl of Fruit Loops, grabbed my Bible and journal, and curled up in my favorite red chair. Jackson gobbled up his cereal and got lost in his room full of toys.
A part of me is really looking forward to these next two weeks; but I also can’t help but worry just a little.
And God knows that I’m torn.
As I opened my devotion yesterday morning I read these words: Stop all your striving and watch to see what I will do!
God was giving me permission to take a break. To take a deep breath and enjoy the next two weeks with my kid. To say yes to playdates that we often have to turn down. To trust God. To believe we will continue to see improvement and not regression.
The devotion ended with a verse that I’ve come to love as we continue running this Apraxia marathon.
Micah 7:7 from the Message says, But me, I’m not giving up. I’m sticking around to see what God will do. I’m waiting for God to make things right. I’m counting on God to listen to me.
Taking a break for two weeks isn’t giving up. Taking a break is saying that I trust God and know that He’s completely in control of this situation.
So we are going to enjoy the next 14 days until we hit the ground running again in June.