After speech therapy this morning, I drove Maxwell to school and observed for awhile. He has made such incredible progress with accepting the routines, working with the therapists, and engaging in activities.
So many times I found myself smiling with such joy...so proud of my lil' guy being at school. Then a wave of sadness would fall upon me. Here is my beautiful son learning and advancing each and every day, yet he is significantly behind his peers...even in a class of children with developmental disabilities. I know it's not fair to "compare," and I rarely do. But the difference this morning was so obvious...it was impossible to not notice.
I stayed for some time, but finally my heart was too heavy to stay. It's been an emotional day.
*And Max, please don't for one minute think I am disappointed in you. I have never witnessed such dedication and enthusiasm for learning new skills. You are the most amazing lil' boy a momma could ever want. It's my own "expectations" that need to change.