I haven't talked about it a ton on here, but when you are a Mother and you fear something is wrong with your child, or that your parenting is faulty, it can really be emotionally eroding. For years now, from day one of Noah's life, things have been just a little more "intense" . He's always been "quirky", sometimes a good thing, but more often not, a not- so- good thing. I've suspected ADD and sensory problems, and other disorders. We've talked to pediatricians and put him in therapy, spending countless hours trying to get to the bottom of all of this. I was exhausted, and most of all, as a Mom, very sad, sad that my little guy was not enjoying life to the fullest.
Then a miracle happened. Within weeks of each other, Noah's teacher and therapist, both unknowingly recommend that we look into a near by school for the gifted. A school for the "gifted", what a cliche' , yes, but any parent would do whatever it takes to help their child. And so we did check it out, and he was accepted into the program, and his life has changed. His WHOLE BEING has changed! In the past year, Jon and I have watched Noah go from a constantly frustrated, anxious child, to a beaming, happy, excited little boy. I can't tell you what an amazingly positive impact this school has had on our entire family.
As Noah prepares to enter kindergarten next year, I've had to over come my own mental hurdles. What if he's too young? What if he isn't ready? What if he doesn't get accepted? The acceptance process into elementary school is a little different from their preschool admissions process. This year, Noah had to take an IQ test to be allowed further entrance . The thought of Noah being rejected, of us having to leave this wonderful school that has helped him so much, it was more than scary to say the least. I was really dreading the IQ testing and held my breath, waiting for the appointed psychologist/tester to send us our results.
Late Friday afternoon, the report was in. Not only did Noah make the school's required IQ number cut-off for "giftedness", but he exceeded that number by twenty-five points! I was shocked and elated to say the least, but more than that, I was incredibly thankful because now, IT ALL MAKES SENSE . I'm not crazy, he is a little intense, I'm not a wimp, I'm not parenting incorrectly, he doesn't have a sensory problem, he isn't ADD or ODD. This wasn't all in my head. The doctor's and therapist's and teacher's hunches were all right, and now, finally we have solid proof. Nothing is wrong with Noah, he's just a smart kid. VALIDATION AT LAST!!!!!
*SIGH*......I can sigh now. Now I truly know what is going on, know what we have to work with. I know why he was such a difficult baby and toddler and preschooler. I know why he doesn't seem to need much sleep. I know why his emotions often run so high. I understand his energy.
It's such a relief to finally begin to understand your own child.
The icing on the cake to a wonder year of growth and happiness. Noah is turning into the most wonderful kid. He's insightful and caring and hilarious. We can talk as friends and enjoy experiences as never before. I suppose all this comes off as "Oh, big whoop.", but really, when you're in the midst of so much exhaustive worry for so many years, just getting an answer, and the right type of help, that makes all the difference in the world.
So here's to new understanding, less frustration, and most of all, more happiness! BRAVO!!!