Learning from other moms

I am always learning from other moms, leastwise they formulate those thoughts which I can't.... Reading the blogs I find a newer part of myself every day.
I realize that I don't have enough time, or maybe I use my time not well enough. (Should I have to do sg. other than sitting in front of the computer and read blogs???? :)))))
Every OT or PT is before noon, so our half-day is vanish. I don't have enough time to do some shopping, being with other moms pushing the strollers in the city or simply 'bum' somewhere. I have a little feeling that I don't belong to nowhere, I can't spend enough time with moms with typical kids and I surmount the temptation to make deep friendship with nontypical children's moms. My heart is so unstable, I don't need to be always in a distressed situation with one more nontypical children :) Okay, these are only thoughts, the thruth is that I started to speak a lot with another mom whom I met at swimming pool and turned out that we are at the same place at PT. She has a very handsome son with wonderful light-blond hair, he is 2 yrs old, but cannot walk. I don't know the exact problem, but I am not curious for that.

I was a buisy mom till we didn't get the ws-result, before it I had programmes every day with another mom. Since we can only meet rarely and I am so sorry about that. She accepted Szabi as he is, she loves him, she has no baffling questions, knows (or have an idea) what I was going through. It was very comfortable for me. I need someone to meet sometimes with, I don't like myself as a lonely mom, I think nowadays this is my main problem. Maybe this is the cause why I said to Laci, OK, let's go to Naples for 3 yrs. I always protested going to foreign countries, but I think this is the right time to do it. You know he is a soldier and he has to go to other countries sometimes, in a 2 yrs time for 6 months, maybe into Kosovo or Afghanistan, Iraq??? OR: he can go with the family for 2-4 yrs to Naples, Brusseles, Germany, Turkish etc. Maybe it would be the best for us. Of course we have to lobby for that, but we do our best. If we can find the perfect person, we can go to the USA, too, it would be funny to meet personally with you, wouldn't it? :DDDDDD

I did a few pics yesterday just for you:

1. hide and seek with the curtain 1.

2. hide and seek 2.

3. he is always running everywhere

4. favourite loveable toy...

Okay, let's finish my blog: at 10-11 we were at OT, Szabi was extra sensitive, he had no taste for doing anything which is useful for him, this was the first time when he cried at the Early Intervention Centre. I don't know why, maybe he doesn't like his new therapist (nor do I...)... Fortunately she is not the only one, Szabi is in love with his other therapist!

After OT we went to do a little shopping, a new C&A opened not far from the EIC, so we did a little by-pass before I drove home. I met another mom while shopping, I know her from the center. It is a crazy thing that our city is not too small (166.000 people live in it + 100.000 students) and everywhere I meet familiar moms who are take their children early inventerventioning... There are too many nontypical kids? Her daughter is only 1 month older than Szabi but she is on the nearly same developement-level. I don't know what is worse, knowing that your child is nontypical and you have a diagnosis, or you suspect that sg. is wrong, but you don't have a diagnosis and you want your child to be typical. I saw the fear and hope in her eyes.... she looked at Szabi (she knows he has ws) after looked at her daughter and I noticed that her thoughts can be like this: this is a little "R" boy... but he is walking, talking, eating etc. better than my healthy daughter... how could it happened?... maybe my daughter is nontypical kid... or worse.... "R"????

Sometimes I am dismaled after this kind of chattings, but I am starting to get used to them. The world is far not perfect... 3 years ago my world was so perfect, a lot of people envied us. 3 years ago my mum was diagnosed with Alzheimer-disease, she was only 59 yrs old then, after Szabi was diagnosed with ws, then my dad had cath in his heart. I hope this is the end of the misadventure and in my life only good things can happen to us. I try to be positive :)

Love, Kati