My oldest son Brandon has a speech delay?
Or impediment?
Something of that nature.
I don't really know what to call it.
We first really noticed his speech problem shortly before he turned three.
It took us almost a year to get him started in a Speech therapy program because,
well the process is a lengthy one.
So since he was three, he has had help.
His speech improved immensely.
Now he is in Kindergarten, and its over whelming for him
and its over whelming for me.
I worry all the time.
My husband, not so much.
He thinks Junior will grow out of it like he did.
(My husband had the same speech problem)
I guess I am just impatient.
I wish, I could just make it right for him.
Ill be honest.
There are nights I go into his room, and I kiss him on the head.
I ask God for just a little help.
I asks him to take from me, and give to him.
Something. Anything.
I'm scared of kids making fun of him.
It would just break my heart.
In fact I have friends who mimic his stutter to his face and mine.
I don't think they realize how much that makes me angry.
This weekend, we worked extra hard on his wall words.
I don't know if it will pay off or not.
Hopefully it will.
I guess that is all I have in this.
Hope.
