The other day I rushed home from work because I was so curious as to WHO she wrote her first independent letter to. And then my heart just melted.
How cool is this kid? She navigated through her pages completely independently and not only did she tell me a silly joke, but she told me she was happy! Goodness I love her so much.
The next day, she wasn’t feeling so well. She had a stomachache (which is unfortunately a frequent occurrence even though I do my best to stay on top of her digestive issues) and didn’t have a lot of energy at school. But still. This kid wanted to write another letter. And this one was addressed to…
My heart is bursting with pride. Sharing a note Lily’s teacher wrote today along with some pictures…
This kiddo had an amazing day! She’s been very interested in notes and letters (wanting to keep re-reading the notes you send in her lunchbox, very proud of the card she wrote for Christine’s birthday, etc). So yesterday and today we started talking more about letters. We talked about parts of a letter (greeting, body, closing) and Lily helped me sequence a letter that I wrote to Ms. Ariel. She was very into the activity (wanted it to be a secret and a surprise, and asked for “more” when the activity was complete). Then, she worked on her own letter. Christine, we sent it home in her backpack. We were blown away… she wrote it almost completely by herself, with nothing but some verbal prompts (e.g. “don’t forget, a greeting is like a hello…”). She chose who the letter was for, what she wanted to say, and how she wanted to close out the letter. It was really great practice (writing work and using the Tobii), so I’m sure you’ll be seeing more letters in the upcoming weeks.
Today we also read a few more chapters of Junie B Jones and she was laughing hysterically at the silly parts. In one of the chapters, Junie is sharpening pencils (and attempts to sharpen a crayon in a pencil sharpener, which doesn’t go so well). Lily requested, “my turn,” so I took her to the office to sharpen a pencil. She seemed to think it was great fun! She once again did a fabulous job asking comprehension questions during the read aloud, and seemed very engaged. Once again, she was a total cuddle bunny today. At the end of the day, she kept going back and forth between me and Ariel, squealing, and leaning in for hugs. She also put her arm around each of us at least once, which was so exciting! She was very, very happy this afternoon.
See you soon,
P.S. Lily and I had matching shirts on today, which she seemed to think was pretty funny!
I love that Lily’s classmates want to help her, play with her, work with her. I said in my previous post that she causes a bit of a stir everywhere she goes, and school is no exception.
Walking down the halls, kids stop by to say hi to her. The teachers, therapists and aides all look forward to seeing this kids smile. She is such a ray of sunshine to all she meets.
A friend posted the below link on his Facebook page yesterday. I began to open the link knowing that I was opening myself up to an avalanche of self-pity and ‘what-if’s’. So I closed it down. But the title of the article, well, it stayed with me. I woke up this morning and had to add my take to his somewhat smug post (which, by the way, I totally get and likely would have posted similarly had I not found myself in my unique parenting situation).
Here is the link: ‘Stunning photo series shows what it’s like to grow up without technology’.
Here’s my comment:
Just reading the title of this article fills me with a level of jealousy I never knew existed. I have two iPhones, two IPads, a tablet and a $20,000 eye gaze device that I rely on to not only speak to, but also educate and comfort my child with Rett Syndrome. And because of this technology, my 5 year old nonverbal child told me (through technology) last night that she wanted a jacket because she was cold. I don’t think anyone could truly understand how amazing that moment was – to hear her express her basic needs – unless they have to live through it. Not all technology is bad and not everyone can follow the ‘ideal life’.
I dream of the day when Rett Syndrome will no longer be our reality.