The other day I posted that Lincoln was going to be evaluated for the Early Intervention Program. I know a lot of you were eager to know how it went, so here’s a recap.
Most of you know my sweet boy is a little night owl. Lincoln normally goes to bed for the night anywhere between 10 & 11pm. He’s normally great about sleeping in, and usually wakes up between 8 & 9am. HOWEVER, the day of his evaluation, he decide to wake up at 6:45am. I was a little nervous that our eval was going to be a complete bust because of a tired, cranky baby.
Two evaluators arrived at our home at 11:30am. Lincoln was happily doing a puzzle when they came in, & I’d be lying if I didn’t think my husband purposely planned that out, because I also spotted a deck of flashcards on our counter.
While I was a nervous wreck before they arrived, I quickly felt at ease once I met the two women. They were nice, warm, and comforting. Lincoln ran up to one of them immediately and gave her a hug.
We all seated at our kitchen table where Lincoln, Jared, and one of the evaluators [who happened to be a speech therapist], continued to do his puzzles. She also brought along some of her own toys and interacted with him. I was answering a gazillion questions from the other evaluator.
For early intervention, they test your child in 5 developemental areas. Typically to get into the program, your child needs to score on the lower end in TWO areas.
Lincoln passed everything with flying colors. Everything except for the speech part of the test.
So, now what?
Well, I had two awesome evaluators, that’s what. They both agreed that Lincoln could really benefit from the program. So, they played around with their numbers, and made it work. Lincoln got in!
Next week we fill out some more paperwork, and it was also recommended that Lincoln have a hearing test, which is a standard procedure when receiving speech therapy. Then, he’ll begin! And, did I tell you they come to our home every time?! Because that is just amazing in itself!
Thank you for all the kind words of encouragement, and for thinking of my sweet boy. I hope I have a little chatterbox in no time 🙂