I have met so many moms at therapy and most of them are as nice as can be. Some of them have children who are just there for speech therapy or physical therapy, and then there are moms like me whose little ones are in speech, occupational, and physical therapy...all three. I have shed tears with a few of the moms and for the most part enjoyed getting to know families who are walking through similar circumstances.
All that to say, it has mostly been a positive experience even though I would much rather be doing other things with our time. Today though, one of the moms caught me completely off guard. I am sure she was just trying to make conversation and didn't really THINK about what was coming out of her mouth, but I have replayed the conversation in my head a hundred times and wish I would have said something.
She was asking me about my pregnancy...how much further, did we plan it, etc. etc. The truth is that this pregnancy was not planned. It was an unexpected blessing. So this mom said to me, "Well aren't you glad you got pregnant? I mean, Price is special needs. He might be special needs his entire life. Don't you owe it to Ellery to give her a normal little brother or sister?"
I was stunned, shocked, completely taken off guard. I think my mouth was wide open as I just stared at her. I didn't really respond. I think I just went back to reading the magazine that was in my hand.
I have never really thought of Price as special needs, but really he is. He has special needs. And yes, he may have them his entire life. It is a possibility although I am believing the Lord to heal him completely and have the faith that He will do it. And Ellery deserving a "normal" sibling? What is normal may I ask? And no, as a matter of fact, Price IS the perfect little brother for Ellery because that was the Lord's design for our family.
I was shocked and slightly disgusted more than anything but tonight when I was telling Nathan about the conversation, my emotions got the best of me. As the four of us were playing/talking in the EMPTY baby room tonight, however, the Lord gave me a sweet glimpse of my family. We had gotten out an old tunnel of Ellery's and I watched as Ellery and Price interacted together. No, it was not in the typical way that a 2 year old and a 4 year old would play, but it was in their own unique and perfect-to-me way.