Part of me can't believe it's been a year already. Zachary was due for his 1 year re-evaluation at therapy this week. They did a myriad of tests on him and afterwards this gives them a look at his progress but also gives an "age" where he measures up. (Skills, development, etc.) I had a guess of 6 months in my head, just according to what he's doing. So in a way I wasn't surprised when she said it. To actually hear the words that my almost 18 month old is at a 6-8 month old level is still hard, even when it's expected. Wouldn't you know but later that day a friend posted on her facebook that her 16 month old just started walking. I just get angry sometimes. Angry & Jealous. Wrong? Yes. But it's the truth. No matter how much I tell myself not to compare, it's just so natural to do!
But - like I've said before, I don't find myself wallowing in self-pity long. Life goes on, and I get over it. I hold my sweet little boy in my arms and thank God for him.
Speaking of, I think Zachary's awake upstairs.
My eyes are ever on the LORD,
Jessica
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