Twin B, my sweet P, is coming into his own

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Thanks for all your support and encouragement following my last post, about my twins’ speech issues. Flying high with the momentum provided by your comments, I followed up with the intervention team, and we had a meeting on Friday. The news was good: the boys’ speech errors are age-appropriate, but they will be part of a group intervention in their classroom next fall.

(I don’t totally understand how their errors are age-appropriate but they still qualify for therapy, but I’m happy.)

Speech issues aside, my P has demonstrated significant growth recently. Since babyhood, he has been terrified of dogs. I don’t know why — he’s never had a traumatic encounter with a dog — but from the time he could walk, even a small dog resting quietly 50 feet away could reduce P to a screeching monkey, howling in fear and climbing my body like a tree.

This has made things like parades, trips to the park, walks in the neighborhood, and even playing in the yard, challenging and emotionally fraught.

We live two houses down from an enormous Irish Wolfhound mix named Max. He’s very calm and loves children, and his owner is patient when the children want to pet him for a long time. P has gradually worked up the nerve to pet Max, and now he stands there stroking Max’s giant head with this peaceful, dreamy look on his face, for as long as we let him.

Also, P has always been uncomfortable with the sensation of being lifted, and with the weightless, falling feeling you get in an elevator or on a ferris wheel, or when swinging on a swing. He’s afraid. He asks not to be pushed very high on the swing set, clings to us in elevators, and cried on a kiddie ferris wheel last summer until the operator stopped it. But several weeks ago, when a teenaged cousin offered him a piggy-back ride, he accepted. And when the cousin lifted P onto his shoulders, I started to rush to P’s rescue as his face blanched and his cheeks turned splotchy. But even as I started to say, “Wait! He’s afraid of…,” a brave little smile emerged. I watched in shock as my sweet boy held on tighter for two trips around the house, smiling the whole way.

He is opening like a flower, and I’m so lucky to sit back and watch him bloom.

Jen is a work-from-home mom of twins + 2. She also blogs at Diagnosis: Urine.

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7 thoughts on “Twin B, my sweet P, is coming into his own”

  1. Hooray for P. My Melody recently made a similar transition, and the joy … it’s unexplainable.

    The age-appropriate thing: are you sure they said “age-appropriate” and not “developmentally appropriate”?

    The way I’ve understood it with my own two is this: They make (made!) articulation errors that are predictable for a child going from newborn/no English to adult/perfect English. So, it’s normal for a kid to saw “w” for both ‘r’ and ‘l’ or “s” for ‘sh’. However, my two were keeping developmentally appropriate immature pronunciations for much longer than the average kid. They were delayed, but predictable.

    Their mistakes weren’t a huge problem because they didn’t indicate any sort of large problem, like hearing loss or sensory processing issues, which would have likely resulted in some developmentally inappropriate error (‘s’ replacing ‘m’, for instance). Instead, they were just progressing through the normal process of articulation development, but slower than their peers. Developmentally appropriate, but delayed (and thus not age-appropriate).

    Does that help?
    .-= Sadia´s last blog ..Compact schedule =-.

  2. My brain hurts for days when I talk with my daughters’ speech therapist. It’s so complicated figuring out which issues are considered OK because they’re developmentally appropriate and which issues indicate a true concern. I hope everything works out the group intervention next year… speech has been a true blessing for us… and all but one of my girls were recently discharged from the program.
    .-= Quadmama´s last blog ..End of School Blues =-.

  3. My son used to be terrified of open staircases, the kind where you can see through the steps because they have no risers. Getting him to my ob/gyn when he was one and three (pregnant as I was both times) was always a challenge…b/c the stairs were a direct path to the front door of the office, while the elevator was down a long hallway, several turns and twists, and then all the way back on the second floor. He had the same falling sensation fear thing. Isn’t it amazing to see them overcome?

  4. Jen, my 3rd also has speech issues. He tested at a Low- Moderate or a HIGH-Low on some important speech scale. Anyway, he didn’t have enough issues to qualify for any special (read FREE) help. They also said he speaks in a 4-5 year old range in some areas and a 2 year old range in others. It was shocking to me how many errors they can make and it’s still acceptable…like the “TH” sound doesn’t come until age 7 or older. Really?
    Good for P by the way!!

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