I have read a story several times about a mom who plans to go to France, but somehow ends up in Holland. I am not going to share the whole story here, but we have officially landed in Holland. As many of you know K has had his share of struggles. He has been receiving special education services since he was three. We discovered two years ago that he had some big vision problems, so we began vision therapy. We were hoping that we would see some real progress in his schoolwork as we began to correct these problems. K has made a lot of progress with his vision therapy, but we are not seeing it translate into his schoolwork. Up to this point K has been considered speech-delayed. What was not clear was if the speech delay was causing the other delays we were seeing or if the other delays were causing his speech delay. So on top of everything else he has been tested for since his seizure, we took him to be tested for an auditory processing delay. The testing showed no auditory processing delays, but did show that there was possibly a global processing delay. They said that the halves of K's brain do not communicate as well as they should. The school did a complete evaluation and K is now officially considered learning disabled. This has been kind of hard for me to accept without blaming myself, I feel very guilty that maybe there was more I could have done. I know this is probably normal. It appears that K is average in most areas, but that he has a problem with his working memory that is affecting everything. This does not mean he has memory problems per say, he has a great memory. He is always randomly telling stories, replaying scenes from shows, but this is all random. His problem appears to be recalling specific information at a specific time to complete tasks. At this point we really have no idea what all of this will mean for his future. I never expected these things when I was pregnant. But I didn't expect all of the health problems he has had since he was born. So while I did not make it to France, I love Holland. I would not trade my wonderful, brilliant little boy for anything. At the end of the conference, we asked what we should do if we move this summer. I was very happily surprised when his teachers and principal responded with, "you can't take our K away!" So it is not just me who sees how wonderful he is. So with that let's go look at the tulips!
