two months, two weeks

I woke up this morning to the phone ringing at 9:15am. It was a call that we've been waiting over two months for. Our First Steps physical therapist was calling to schedule our therapy appointments to start next week. You'd think I would have jumped out of bed and danced a jig, but I was so sleepy and out of it I asked if she could call back later, anytime today when Kevin would be awake. "He's the stay at home dad, and he should schedule the time, but we're both still sleeping." I felt badly, but there's no way that the sleeping bear next to me was going to be coherent enough to schedule an appointment. She called back later in the afternoon, so now we're booked for speech therapy on Tuesdays and PT on Thursdays. Yippie!

TWO MONTHS and TWO WEEKS elapsed between when I made my first phone call to early intervention until when our first therapy session began. I had no idea it would take this long to start services, and I wish very badly that I had picked up the phone for an evaluation when I first suspected walking delays. I'm sharing this not because I want to complain (Ahem, already did that in one of the intake coordinators nice little surveys!) but because I want to stress to parents to go ahead and make the call to early intervention services if they think their child is starting to show some delays... or just in general for international adoptees that come home as babies and most likely have some delays due to institutional care. A free evaluation doesn't hurt, and Hannah thought it was a blast to have two women come over to our house with a big bag of toys to play with for an hour.

I was also very surprised that our First Steps therapy co-pays will only be $15 per session BEFORE our insurance is billed. I'll be thrilled if these co-pays can count towards her deductible, even if they don't ever pay anything for the sessions. I'm just throwing this out there because I don't want to think that there might be parents out there that didn't want to call for an evaluation because they were worried about what costs might be involved.

Today was a fun day. We shared raspberries for breakfast. We read books, ran errands, visited Papa at work, got a sucker at the bank, walked outside with the popcorn walker, chased our shadows in the grass, she watched me get my seasonal flu shot (and was VERY interested in what that man was doing to Mama's arm!), went out for dinner, and played with toys at Nana's before bedtime. Good times.