Oh my gosh, you guys. I am tired. Tie-erd. I probably shouldn’t be writing stuff like this when I’m tired. But here goes.
For all my waxing eloquent about Jonah’s speech delay a few posts back, I have to admit I’m a little freaked out right now.
We’ve started his little developmental class with a few other kiddos, and I love it. The problem is that he doesn’t love it. Yet. I’m hoping he will get with the program soon. We’ve only been three times so far, and it’s not that he doesn’t enjoy it, it’s just that he wants to do what he wants to do when he wants to do it. He’s not so into doing what the class is doing when the class does it.
Along with being in a group comes…comparing him to others in the group. And I know that’s bad, bad, bad because every kid is so different, but it’s hard not to do it. And all the other kids, even though they are little, cooperate pretty well. Of course, they’ve also been in the class longer and have a clue what’s going on.
I don’t know. I just don’t think he’s going to learn anything until he cools out and stops being so stubborn and just goes with the flow. And I’ve got to figure out what I can do at home to prepare him to be a “classroom kid”.
Which seems overwhelming to me. And maybe this week, with the big kids home on spring break, isn’t the time to put all this pressure on myself. But I’m not the type who can ever let these things wait.
But I’m really, really tired. Too tired to feel the least bit competent today.