There were no bells or whistles when Maggie, my youngest daughter was born. She is my third of four children, born via c-section due to two previous c-sections.
Everything went normal. She was healthy, alert, and went home with my husband and I after four days to join our family.
However, things started sending up red flags about the time she turned 7 months old. She wasn't trying to crawl or doing much of anything. Her attention to people had started to ween as well. She was more interested in objects and watching the TV for copious amounts of time.
She wasn't crawling by 11 months and things were really worrying us, so we sought outside help on what to do with her. We knew of Early Childhood Intervention(ECI) and we decided to call them.
Within the first month of them working with her, she started crawling and paying more attention. I thought for sure she would never walk, but in December of last year, around 20 months of age, she started walking. My joy was overwhelming! I knew there was more hope for her.
She is still with ECI and now goes to seperate therapy at the local Children's Hospital.
She is now 29 months old (over 2) but she still is struggling in a lot of areas. She doesn't talk and often is in her own little world.
I am writing this blog to keep people posted on her life and our working with her as she grows up, maybe to inspire others who might be going through what I am.
I want her life to be an encouragement and our family's adventures with her to be uplifting and give hope. She is an angel and a joy to have as a daughter.
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