The Bible says "Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own." Matthew 6:34
So why is it so easy to worry? At the moment, I am worried for my little boy. Not in a big way but just worried about what the future holds for him. I know that he will thrive in whatever he does, I think I'm just a bit nervous about the changes that are happening next year with starting preschool.
He has been seeing the chiro for a year now to try and strengthen his back and leg muscles. At swimming we have found that he kicks from the knee rather than the hip and as a result if he is trying to swim he struggles to keep his head above the water. Fortunately his teacher is amazing a wonderful and is working really well on him trying to develop his kicking and his chiro is also amazing with helping adjust his back and giving us stretches to do to build up his muscle strength. All that I want is for Daniel to be safe when in a pool and at the beach and for him to continue to love swimming. He doesn't need to be the best swimming, I just want him to be able to swim to survive.
I am worried about the fact that he is still dribbling. It isn't all the time, but it is noticeable and we need to remind him to swallow. I mentioned it to the Early Childhood nurse and she suggested a referral to speech pathologist. When asked if others can understand him, I don't know. I can understand him, but I am his mum and am around him most of the time. I asked some people today and they said that they have to focus really hard to listen to him and understand him which I kinda thought but also was a bit surprised by. Today I had a call from the speech pathologist and they will organise an assessment. The earliest that he can get in is March so that's a pretty long wait. Hopefully it won't be anything, but if it is at least we are finding out early and can then help him to develop and improve his speech. Again, I just want him to try his best and to be happy in what he does and says and at the moment is. I just worry that kids can be horrible and with starting preschool he could get picked on or isolated by it. But I pray that he will find a good, strong friendship network like his mothers' group friends that will foster and develop him in a positive environment.
I worry that I will have unrealistic expectations for him (and Eliza too). That I will put pressure on them, that is unfair and stressful. I hope that I can always encourage them to do their best in all that they do, be proud of their efforts because it is their best. I hope that I can create a safe place where they can feel comfortable to make mistakes and have a go.
I worry about Daniel starting preschool and his toilet training. He is great at doing a poo in the toilet, however, when he needs to do a wee he won't go to the toilet unless I take him (often physically carrying him) and most of the time he has wet undies and pants. I hope that being around others he will see how easy it is to use the toilet and that he can stop playing, go to the toilet and then return to his activity easily.
Anyway, I will try to give this to God. I will try not to worry. I will try to encourage my baby boy and build him up in areas that he is strong in. I will focus on the fact that he is so happy and healthy and that I so much more important. I will focus on the fact that he has some great friendships.
Again, just some thoughts.
