Making the decision to have a child is momentous. It is to decide forever to have your heart go walking around outside your body. ~Elizabeth Stone

I love this quote – it sums up what being a parent is perfectly.

Last week when I made the appointment for Kiara with the OT I mentioned on twitter that I felt sad and a few people asked me “why sad?”

So why sad?

My child knows there is a problem – she knows SHE is the problem. She knows SHE isn’t reading like the other children. She knows SHE is not doing as well as the other children in their weekly spelling tests. She has been teased about at after care – all this makes me sad.

Singing Happy Birthday
The journey ahead for this child is a long, hard one – one I know she can make and successfully complete but for now when she should be playing she is sitting doing extra sentences, she is worrying about her tests on a Friday, she feels she is letting us down – despite our constant praise. This makes me sad.

No matter how hard we try and discourage it she sees her brother doing so well in everything he does. She doesn’t understand that he is two years older than her. She doesn’t realise that he is unable to create the imaginary worlds she does and that he battles to make up stories. All she sees is him doing better than her. This makes me sad.

It makes me sad that my child has to battle. That she has to struggle and feel less than perfect.

My heart breaks a little for each time I see her struggle with her reader.

Life shouldn’t be so tough when you are so little.