So, we don’t know why he can’t speak. What’s extra frustrating is that he has said some words – words like – mama, dada, ranma, ranpa, mummu, poppa, bath, bum, snow, more. He will say them a few times and then stop and we might not hear them again for months. In spite of the lack of spoken words, he continues to develop his language skills. In fact he has always tested as age appropriate when it comes to receptive language. This is a good thing and on most days it’s the only thing I’m hanging on to.
Recently Bennett was assessed for a communication book and device. He received both on Thursday. Now, we have to learn how to use them. I was worried that the book and device would be too much but all of his therapists agree that he is ready and capable. He is the youngest child from our Children’s Treatment Centre to be given a communication device. Despite the fact, that I wish we didn’t have this machine in our house, I’m looking at it as a good sign.
People often say to me that he will talk one day and that when he starts, he won’t stop and I’ll wish for those quiet times again. I know they’re trying to be kind but as any mother of a non-verbal child knows, the desire to hear your child’s voice is so strong that you can’t even begin to describe it. The fear that he will never speak literally takes my breath away. I haven’t given up - I hope I never will. I know that he’s only two and still has lots of time. I have heard many stories of late talkers and they do give me hope. Although I know that just because something happens for someone else doesn’t mean it will happen for me. But, oh, how I hope it does….