The results are in

So. yesterday two ladies from Early Childhood Intervention - a social worker and a physical therapist - came to the house to evaluate and asses Clara. We were referred to them by our pediatrician when Clara wasn't rolling over at 7 months. They came, they assessed, they evaluated - I cried, what else is new? - they left. I must say that these ladies were so sweet and encouraging and positive and, really, there is nothing to worry about. However, if we were staying in town, Clara would be accepted into the program. They look at 5 different areas of a wee one's development - cognitive, communication, social-emotional, physical, and adaptive - and Clara measured just right and or a little above on 4 out of the 5. Her physical development is measuring lower than her age and is the reason that she'd be accepted into the program. When we get to Chicago, I'll go ahead and contact the appropriate group up there to see if they think she needs more help. Like I said, the ladies were so sweet, said they didn't see anything major to be alarmed about and thought that Clara would be doing just fine with about 6 months of work. They also said that we could wait until we're in Chicago to start the work and it wouldn't adversely affect her progress. So, while she's a bit behind physically - it would seem that God made her with low muscle tone - there is nothing to worry about. And, Mike said that if there had to be a problem, this is the one that he would choose for her.

So, as some of you may know, my mother was a school psychologist; she assessed and tested and dreamed up plans for kids who were behind in some of the other areas listed above (cognitive, communication, etc.). And for some reason, after Clara was assessed, all I could think about was how my mom checked other kids in a similar way, and here my kid is being checked out. It Hit me for some reason. And I know that Clara isn't Perfect - I mean , of course, she's PERFECT, but I know she's not perfect. And I know that God knit her, every part of her, and put her together just the way He wanted. And I'm not sad or disappointed. But, I was really emotional about it. I was doubting myself as a mother - like, if I had known the Right way to play with her, the Right things to teach her then she would be right on track with her physical development. But, I also know that God knit this little baby and then put her with me - and He knows. He knows what I know about being a mom and what I so don't know, and He still put her with me. So...its okay. We're being watched and protected and He's bigger than all of it. And, I'm so grateful Clara and I are loved and known by such an amazing God.