Salam all,
Since I dont have anything to write I just write about my son. This is not an emotional entry but it just for me to document my son story so I can recall here whenever I forgot. He is now 3 1/2y.o but still can't speak. I positively believed that one day he can speak like other kids but for now I only pray and wait until the day he call me mama.
He not just cant speak. But he also dont understand orders.
We went to his clinic review when he was 2 y.o, he was refered to the doctor for not able to speak anything meaningful words. Not even ma or pa. He can't speak at all. He only cry when he want something. Only cry. But as long as I remembered, he smiled and laugh when playing. After that hospital became second home for my son.
We went through hospital procedure (govermnt hospital), review with children specialist and speech therapist every several months and discussion with hospital personel twice a month. At home, I everyday talk with him, have simple conversation, taught him simple things, we play and sing, and we living everyday life as it used to be. Its not easy for me to sometimes answering other people question about why he still not talking. Some perception were,I didnt teach him constantly, I dont know how to teach him how to speak and I neglected him. At first it was tough, but now it's normal. Nobody will understand other people issues well enough. I dont want to take my son disadvantage as a problem, because it s not a problem for me. Whether or not he can speak, he will always be my son.
When somebody has this kind of issue, what we need to do is simple. To stay positive.
Yet, being a positive person is not a simple task.
During this past years, I monitor my son progress with patient and unease. It is a lie if I say that Im not worry. At the first year I seldom cry alone, I felt nervous occasionally and keep bitching about what had happened.
But everything happen for a reason. Allah never makes anything futile.
All this process within these years increased my level of patience, let me see things in new perspective, take all matters into my own responsiblity, not blaming others for what unfortunate things that happened to me, all and all, it makes me more mature. Like Dr Mahathir has said, mature comes with experiences, not with age.
Dont let any obstacles that has given to you injure a great relationship you already have, friendship and family, more important your spouse. For my case, I keep equip myself with information because matters like this is new to me. He is my first son. I know nothing. I learn from internet, asked people who has some issue like me, and keep motivate myself that I should not despair. Every child development is differ, and dont compare. I love my son unconditionally and that's all matters.
But, even though I surrender all this with his destiny, I will always play my part as his mother. Like this quote I found "Trust your God, but lock your car". So, I dont want to overthink about it but later I will blog about his development for my own reference.
Smile.
