A-Words

Have you ever had a nightmare in which you couldn’t speak? You open your mouth to scream or yell and you cannot produce any sound.   It’s terrifying, isn’t it? And maybe some of us even experience this sort of little nightmare in real life when we don’t know what to say. Occasionally when I’m nervous my words come out in a jumbled mess. Thankfully these moments of feeling at a loss for words are temporary.

Can you imagine what it would be like to always feel that way?   What if you knew exactly what you wanted to say but just couldn’t get your mouth to cooperate with your brain? This sort of brain-to-mouth motor planning dysfunction is, in a nutshell, the description of something called verbal apraxia, a condition that my three-year-old son, Theo, was diagnosed with last year.

Along with apraxia, Theo was also diagnosed with another A-word last fall. But I can’t bring myself to type it out publicly, even though I’m sure you can fill in the blanks. It’s not that I’m ashamed or embarrassed. That’s not it at all. It’s just that the diagnosis still seems so subjective. Some of the doctors, therapists, and teachers that currently work with Theo, and those who have worked with him in the past, disagree with this A-word diagnosis. With such confusing feedback, I’m not ready to attach such a weighty and often misunderstood label to my young son. Perhaps it’s because I still don’t understand what that label means.

With or without an A-word label, speech remains an incredible challenge for him at this time. Just for some perspective, a typically developing child will be able to say about 200 words or more by the time he reaches age three. My son could only say about two.   Just a couple days ago, at nearly three and a half years old, Theo added his version of “uh-oh” to his slowly but surely growing vocabulary and it was incredibly exciting.

Despite his expressive language challenges, Theo comprehends language at about a four and a half year old level. His teachers at his early childhood preschool say that he understands almost everything they say. However, for his first three months of school, Theo did not utter one word. One day this spring, a teacher asked him who holds his hand and he finally spoke for the first time at school answering, “Momma”. I was so proud!

Although I am so proud of the progress that Theo has made in the two years since we started investigating the cause of his speech delay, I still feel quite anxious about his future. I am trying to remember that God has a plan for Theo and for our family as a whole. But sometimes I’m impatient and I just want to know if Theo learning to talk, in the conventional sense, is part of that plan.

When Theo lashes out at me in frustration or when he gropes for words, I just want to know if there is a light at the end of the tunnel. As I write this I hear Jesus saying: “IF there is a light at the end of the tunnel? IF?   My child, there is always a light at the end of the tunnel, for that is hope. The light may be a different color from what you were expecting, but I assure you that it is brighter than you could ever imagine.” And sometimes I do see glimmers of that light.

A couple months ago, I scoured Catholic websites, trying to find the perfect saint to intercede on behalf of Theo. Then on Easter Sunday, as my family and I drove home from my mom’s house, we learned that Mother Angelica had passed away. Perhaps I should have been a little sad from this news, but all I felt was joy because I knew that her suffering had come to an end and that now Theo and our family could have an amazing intercessor up in heaven.   During her time on Earth, Mother Angelica was the type of lady who made the seemingly impossible a reality, especially when it came to communication. Her voice reached people all around the world. If she could accomplish this on earth, just imagine what she can do in heaven!

So, in the car on Easter evening, I began praying for Mother Angelica’s intercession. I can’t remember what I said. It certainly was not anything fancy. Within days, completely out of the blue, Theo started pointing to the letter A and saying “A”. I should point out that he had never before verbalized a letter, much less pointed one out. He pointed to and said no other letters for a couple of months. Just A.

I have been inundated with A-words in the past year: apraxia, autism, anxiety, anger… But when Theo started pointing to the letter A, a NAME, not a just a word, came to my mind. Angelica. With all of my heart I believe that this was a sign from heaven reassuring me that Mother Angelica was listening to my prayers and praying for our little family.

In the past couple of months, Theo has been learning to communicate using a communication application on an iPad at school. In about a month, he’s going to get to bring this talking device home.   We are so excited that we will soon have the technology that will enable us to hear his “voice”. We know he has so much he wants to share with us. I’m beginning to see a light at the end of the tunnel. It’s a different color than I imagined, but it’s getting brighter. I’m finally moving towards another A-word: Acceptance.   I’m not accepting this label or that diagnosis. Instead I’m accepting my son where he is with the unique light he brings to this world.

 

 

 

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Courtney

I am a devoted wife and silly mother of three children. Once a Starbucks Tall Soy Misto drinking yuppy living in a big city, I am now a Reheated Coffee From Yesterday drinking homemaker in a little suburb who is just trying to figure it all out with a lot of help from faith in a merciful God.

2 thoughts on “A-Words”

  1. He sounds like such a beautiful boy. Every child deserves a voice. I’m so happy that Mother Angelica gave you a nod that she’s got your back. Saintly Solidarity! Best wishes for you and your little man. I’ll save a bead for you tonight.

    Best
    Alisha

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