I stood waiting 30 minutes early to enter the room. The room where I would present information on my personal and professional experiences and knowledge about Childhood Apraxia of Speech for the first time at a professional conference. As the door opened, people started clammering for a seat. I looked around thinking to myself, “are…
It starts with a question: Did I cause her apraxia? I know I’m not the only mom to wonder this, or worse, believe this. This is where the guilt sets in. It set in early and would tap on my shoulder in the shower, at lunch, or when I was trying to go to bed….
So, I obviously am well aware my daughter has apraxia. I’m well aware of her challenges, but for some reason, I didn’t want to admit she’s “special needs.” I don’t know why. I work with special needs kids all day long. It’s what I do. I don’t see them as special needs. I just see…
