On Sunday, DD4 just looked me straight in the eye and said :
" Oh Mummy, I **love** talking !"
I had tears in my eyes, for this is the precious child who has struggled with a majorly significant speech delay for two and a half years, and is only now really just starting to catch up with the rest of her year group in school. Only within this last year has she emerged from a prison where she could think but not make herself understood to anyone around her, nor understand what people were expecting her to do.
I can only begin to imagine how scary and traumatic it must have been for her.
I love to *hear* her talking!
Just don`t start me ranting about how she has been really badly let down by the NHS due to scandalous chronic underfunding of the Speech Therapy/Pathology service both nationally and locally, which meant that she had to wait a whole year even to be assessed, and then had to go back on a waiting list before having five 45 minute sessions of speech therapy in one year.And that was it.
Thanks to her wonderful Nursery class teacher and Classroom assistant, who spent huge amounts of time talking to her and coaxing her to talk back, she has made really significant progress since last September.
There is still a long way to go, but at least she and I can talk to each other now.......