I don’t usually blog so personally here. This is my business blog ya know? 😉
But this girl.. Whew. This is my daughter Isabel. She’s 18 months old this month and you can always read more about her on the other pages here but, let’s get an update.
We’ve had quite a time over the last year, Isabel and me. Of course a family always have ups and down’s but Isabel.. and Mommy well we have alot on our plate sometimes.
This past year we’ve made some major decisions with her therapy schedule and how we handle life together in general.
You see, Isabel has Down Syndrome.
Which means therapy. So of course at the beginning of her life I had her signed up for every single pt, st, and ot available. ( physical, speech and occupational therapy)Â We did baby group. We had play dates.
YUCK. Not yuck.. but double yuck. We were killing ourselves.
A few months ago we said STOP this madness!
I’ll tell you when the iceburg hit the mommy ship.
I was tired. Worn out actually. My aunt had died of breast cancer May 1st. Another Aunt died of COPD in June. It was funeral after funeral.
Isabel was trying to learn to walk. She was cruisin around and having a good time and we were especially pleased with her progress. ( daddy and me and the other kids.. we were actually tickled.) She was 14-15 months old. We were still in the normal walking window right?
So, We go to physical therapy. And.. To make a very long story short.. he suggested a “baby walker”. Not a walker.. like sit the kid in and have fun walker. But a metal .. help the child with the disability walker. I was confused. I have absolutely NOTHING against anything that will help Isabel. But a metal walker?
So I began to question him.. Does she really NEED this? Is this something that she will have for life.. this crutch?? ( again.. some do.. and I in no way am against that. If Isabel NEEDED IT I would be FINE with it.) But… She was trying to walk already!!!
Long story short.. a mini battle ensued. We as a family wanted Isabel to have a chance to walk on her own two feet. The therapist wanted to SPEED THINGS UP. We wanted her to have her time.
We no longer go into the center for therapy. We are in a ps2 program that I will write about in another blog or page..
Isabel is running now. Without a walker.
Isabel walks alone. 🙂
Don’t give up.
Never give up.
She doesn’t.