It's quite appropriate that Little Bird is so into this song, "I Will Wait" by Mumford and Sons, since she's kept me waiting for just about everything. But, she's also taught me how to wait. Funny thing about patience... you might think you've got it, but there's a whole different, deeper level of patience that comes when you're raising a kiddo with a developmental delay/disability. It all started when she was 6 months old and she was "supposed" to be rolling over, but she just couldn't. We practiced, I waited. She did it, but not until she was almost a year old. When she was a year old and she was supposed to be walking, but she couldn't, we practiced and I waited. I still get a little thrill when I see her run from me in the library when I say it's time to leave. A few weeks ago we walking up stairs in a large store. Yes, there was an elevator, but this is good practice, so we took the stairs. The lady behind us was patient, but I still gave her a smile and said, "would you believe that I was once told she might not walk?"
A few years ago I was complaining to a friend that she was getting too heavy to lift into her carseat. She gently suggested that I give myself a little more time and help teach her (with patience) how to get into and out of her seat on her own. I waited. She did it. Same thing happened with getting her into and out of the bath tub. I waited. She got it.
She didn't talk. We worked so hard, still do. She's getting much better. I waited. Now sometimes I pray for three minutes of silence. Lately we've been working on dressing herself. I lay the clothes out in front of her and then... I wait. It takes her a little while, but she gets dressed. Pants seem easier than shirts, but she'll get it. I will wait. Nothing comes easily to this girl. She's a fighter. She's determined. She'll get there. And I will wait.
This week's prompt: Take a line from a song you love and turn it into the title of your next blog post. Let the content follow.