During my son Red's 2nd year, I provided daycare for my neighbor's son. The boys were only 4 days apart in age. I thought it would be fun for Red to have a playmate. I watched as my friend's son who came to me with little to no language and communication, start to speak in sentences. While Red's language was present, we didn't understand much of it at all. It was garbled. In my heart I knew something was wrong. I too was dismissed by our Pediatrician. "Oh he's just a boy. Everyone develops at a different pace. Yada, Yada, Yada."
It wasn't until his 3rd birthday that the doctor tired of hearing me, finally suggested that we at least have his hearing checked. His hearing was fine. But it was the Audiologist that suggested that we have his speech evaluated by the local school district. He was evaluated and shortly thereafter, he started in the Preschool Program for Children with Disabilities.
A year lost. A year of preventions and therapy that could have been in place -when I knew that he needed help.
As a mother -always follow your instinct. You're usually right.
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