Kolby is speech delayed.
We had him evaluated. And he failed.
And I knew that he would. I knew right after the test that he did.
But today I got the report.
And it made me want to cry.
Because it made it real.
Because that's my baby.
And he is smart.
And good. Sometimes.
He just can't talk.
That's what I kept telling myself. Yet.
Someday, he was just going to explode with language.
Except he hasn't.
And he turns 3 on Monday.
And it is hard to understand him. All the time.
And sometimes embarrassing to drop him off at his classes.
Sorry, you can't understand a word he says!
We can only understand 5!
And now the phone calls begin.
And trying to get him the right help.
One word he does say clearly: Why?