Monday, November 5, 2012

So...she takes gymnastics...

My husband is an athlete, so am I...and naturally we always believed our children would take an interest in sports as well.  Our plan was never to force them into athletics, but by being an active family we figured it would encourage them to see the value in exercise and to experience how great your body feels afterwards and how fun it can be when you find something you really enjoy and are good at.

She can actually put her feet up on the bar next to her hands and swing there!
Ethan started playing soccer at age 3, and so when Emily turned 3 we started thinking about what sport might be best for her to try first.  Her physical therapist suggested gymnastics; it's a great core strengthener and wonderful for balance and overall body conditioning.  I didn't realize this until we started, but it's also a great way to learn turn-taking which Emily is not so fond of these days.


So, first we found a gym...we visited two and felt right about one of them.  As it turns out, one of the team coaches has a daughter with down syndrome and she has been taking gymnastics there since she was little and still takes classes a few times a week as a teenager.  I have met her, I have seen her skills and she.is.impressive!  Her posture is wonderful, her strength is amazing, but what is most encouraging to me is her confidence.  She knows she is good at gymnastics and it shows...doesn't everyone like to excel at something? 


We started taking classes in August...every Tuesday for 45 minutes. Emily is in a parent-tot class so that we can get her used to all of the equipment as well as getting her used to being in a very large gym with lots of equipment and about 80 children of various ages taking classes at once.  I have to say...the first few classes I think I exercised more than she did and my back suffered for it.  She wanted to run, she wanted to explore, she wanted to touch every piece of equipment on the floor.  Basically, she wanted to do everything she wasn't supposed to do...in true toddler form! 



Now that we have been taking classes for a few months, I can say she is doing so much better.  She knows how to follow the course at the direction of the teacher and myself, her strength has improved tremendously.  When we first started classes she could not jump on the trampoline...now she can bounce about 10 times before she falls.  We are about to move her to a class with children that are closer to her age and I think she is ready now...but if she's not we will revert back to the status-quo.  Not because I don't think she can do it, but because she LOVES gymnastics and I want her to continue to love it and feel successful.  She asks me just about everyday "nastics class today, OK?" and when I say "yes, it's Tuesday Emily and we can go to gymnastics today!", she says "AWESOME!"

 
 
Love,






Tuesday, October 30, 2012

October 29: Emily's Speech

It was the one thing I was most concerned about when Emily was firstborn, her speech.  I am a talker, always have been, always will be...my apologies go out to my wonderful family and friends who are such gracious listeners (or more than likely have gotten really good at pretending).  My anxiety about her speech was extremely high, I was obsessive about talking to her all.the.time, hoping that she was listening even though she was just a newborn baby.  I prayed over and over each and every day for her speech and begged God to allow us to have beautiful mother and daughter conversations some day.  I have pursued speech therapy opportunities for her much more often than I have physical therapy and occupational therapy even though we take part in all three disciplines.  My heart tells me that if she can communicate, then nothing can stop her from accomplishing her dreams.

I have been asked by many people to write about Emily's speech, but I haven't really wanted to write about it.  For many reasons I have avoided the topic, mostly because I know that for a child with down syndrome her speech is above where it should be for someone at her age.  And while I feel so incredibly excited and blessed that she is doing so well in this area, I also never want it to seem like I believe this is because we are doing things with her that other parents are not doing with their children or that somehow the way we parent her is superior...because it's not. Speech is a big thing in our amazingly close-knit community of parents who have children with down syndrome and I would never want to imply that her current level of speech is because of something we did or something they did not do.  But I am willing to write about it now and hope that you find this post useful and encouraging...as it is meant as such.

As time has gone by, I have seen little glimmers of hope from Emily when it comes to speech.  As an infant she cooed right about the time she was supposed to.  On top of that, at her first pediatrician's appointment we were told that Emily's ear canals were not nearly as small as most infants with down syndrome and that continues to be the case as she has grown.  At one year old, Emily said her first word - it was "uh-oh", I can't tell you how excited we were! Emily had a wonderful ENT who recommended tubes when she was 16 months old because she did have a lot of waxy buildup in her ears and he didn't want that to impede her progress.  We did encourage Emily to sign but then noticed that as soon as she could say the word, she would drop the sign.  Emily continued to add words steadily, although not as quickly as a typical child...but she could communicate and I was thrilled! 

At 2 years old, Emily had about 50 words in her vocabulary and was starting to put two words together.  By the time Emily was 3 years old, she was using many two words phrases and starting to add a 3rd word and had over 100 spoken words in her vocabulary.  I have since lost track of the number of words she can speak as we are now concentrating on intelligibility.  We have actually gone back to using some of our signs with her to encourage her to slow down a bit, and it does help because having to speak and sign slows her down and encourages her to recognize each word as a separate entity instead of running them all together.

I have been asked many times what we did to encourage Emily's speech and I have many answers to this question.  First, it was my prayer and I believe God answered it according to his will and purpose for her. Secondly, Emily did not have apraxia which is common in down syndrome and makes speech more of a challenge for these children...though they do end up progressing amazingly well too, they just have another hurdle to jump that Emily didn't.  Lastly, as I said before...I am a talker... and so is my firstborn son. Emily is constantly being talked to, asked questions and expected to respond in some way.  We speak to her the same way we speak to our other children and ask her the same questions and engage her in the same ways. She has understood from a very early age that she is expected to respond when spoken to whether by sign or spoken word.

Every human being has the desire to communicate and our children are no different.  They progress at different rates just like typical children do. So, when I get frustrated that Emily and I still cannot communicate the way Ethan and I could when he was 3, I remember that just as much as I desire communication with her, she wants it even more than I do.  Emily wants to be understood, she wants to express her opinion and make requests of others.  No matter where your child with down syndrome is in their speech progression, remember this desire to communicate and know that language will come... and one day you might wish they would just be silent for just a little bit.

I tried to capture Emily's speech a few times, and I never did get a really good video because her spontaneous speech is so much better than when I am asking her to answer specific questions, we are working on this and hopefully one day I can catch her in action on hidden camera :-)

video

Monday, October 29, 2012

October 29: I want for her...

I can't explain it, I have thought about it many times...over and over.  It's comes from a place so deep I'm not sure I could ever touch it enough to truly express what I feel.  But I want for Emily, that's the best way I can describe it.  I want for her so much that my heart aches sometimes.  I want for all of my children, but for her...oh it runs deep.

I want her to have a friend, a best friend...the kind you stay up late talking on the phone to as you hide under your pillow so your parents won't figure out that you are still awake...at 2am!

I want her to sit on her bubblegum-pink comforter one day with her girlfriends while they make themselves sick on Twizzlers and Oreos and gossip about all the boys they like...and the ones they don't. 

I want her to get her driver's license one day and lament over how terrible the picture came out even though she spent an hour on her hair to make sure it looked just right.

I want her to go to college, to live on her own and eat Ramen noodles and Cinnamon Toast Crunch for breakfast, lunch, and dinner because she's a poor college student...and that's what they do.

I want her to fall in love and get married...to a man that loves her the way she deserves to be loved.

I want her to experience childbirth and gaze into her own child's newborn eyes and have her heart beat so hard with love that she can hardly breathe.

I guess my want for her is so great because there are so many things I cannot control, but I want to.  Because of her reality, there is a small chance she will never get to experience some of these moments.  I guess you could say this is true for all of my children, not just Emily, because there is a possibility for each of us that life will not play out the way we think it will, the way we hope it will.  But, it's different with her...because I know ahead of time that some of these things may not happen.  And I WANT them so badly for her that I see these events played out like movies in my head and I can't help but smile and hope that one day it's real life. 

Her life has already been scripted...and I am sure it's better than any story I could ever write.  I know it includes the most wonderful, abundant and blessed life, but my goodness, my heart just wants for her...



Love,