What do you do when your best isn’t good enough? That’s what I’m thinking about right now. All of the doctors and therapists tell me I’m doing a great job, to keep up the good work. Most of the ideas they give me, I’m already doing. But somehow Trevor is still delayed. And worse, he’s slowly slipping further behind in other areas. How is it that you can be doing all the right things and yet it’s not enough? When there’s nothing more to do but wait and see, what do you do? How do you process that?
Other kids sit and watch TV all day. Their parents don’t read to them, and yet they’re talking up a storm. Other kids don’t have parents who play with them, and work with them, and yet they’re climbing on chairs, running like the wind, and playing independently. I know life isn’t fair, but man, that reality sure does bite.
Watching your child struggle to do things that come so easily to most truly is the hardest thing. It’s a helpless feeling to know that despite your best efforts you can’t force progress. And that while it sucks, no one knows what the future holds. Only time will tell if Trevor will catch up to his peers. Only time will tell if this heartache I feel will be a long-lost memory, or a familiar companion throughout his life.