There are still times, even after two years, that I get sad. Mainly only when I think about the fact that it is not fair that Drew's life will be harder in the future as a result of his hearing loss. I worry about him being teased, or that school or the dreaded teenage years will be harder for him than a hearing child. But overall, I am ecstatic with where we find ourselves two years post diagnosis. Who knew that my deaf little boy would be learning to talk and communicate so well?
Some of my favorite, and not so favorite, things Drew has said recently:
- "I'll get it," when referring to his ball that rolled under the TV stand.
- "I don't want it," when referring to his dinner. If dinner is a bunch of carbs, no problem. Any veggies? "I don't want it!"
- "No! Brown shoes!" Letting Mommy know that he doesn't want to wear his tennis shoes.
- "Kiss. All better," as he makes me kiss his legs, arms, head, any body part.
- "Love you, Mommy." It's taken a while, but it melts my heart. I nearly cry every time I hear him say it.
- "Yeah, Baby!" He sounds like Austin Powers when he says this, anytime he is happy about something.