...she got closer to the sand.

She climbed up the ladder and slid down the slide.

She picked up the shovels and poured sand in the tins.

She made sand cakes alone, and watched from afar

But slowly, let friends join her as she drove pretend cars

Once she sat on the bench, now she runs all over.

The cautious observer turned confident rover.

That’s my little girl, the one playing and smiling

Swinging, and jumping and no doubt, beguiling

The teachers she’s learned from, and the friends that she’s made.

Determined and able, her qualities, in spades.

 

Today we exited Maya out of special education services because she’s met all of her goals and can access her preschool curriculum.  It’s a pretty big deal.  She’s made remarkable progress in the last year, and was described as lovely…not that I didn’t know that already, but for it to shine through to others makes me so grateful and proud, and most of all thrilled for her.  Early intervention garnered fantastic results for us, as it does for many (most?) children.  My wish is that for all those who need it, they are able to find access to it and take advantage while it can do the most good.

I would be remiss if I didn’t once again give thanks to all of the people who helped her along the way, from her DDH diagnosis all the way through her developmental delays.  Dr. Robert Kay and the folks at Children’s Hospital LA, Margaret Mortimore, Maya’s PT, Dr. Faryl S. Reingold, Maya’s OT, Natalia, the team at LAUSD, her preschool teachers Shannon, Debbie, Lynne and Sharon, my family, in particular my mother who brought her to 98% of her weekly OT appointments since I went back to work full-time nearly a year and half ago.

Mama loves you monkey.

When she started...not yet walking.

When she started…not yet walking.

A few months ago, pumping on her own at the playground.

A few months ago, pumping on her own at the playground.