my cup runneth over

I have always loved that phrase. My version would be "my teacup runneth over", but the original line comes from Psalms 23:5- You prepare a table for me in the presence of my enemies. You anoint my head with oil; my cup runneth over.

My cup always runs over when it concerns Benjamin. Having a child with any sort of disability really gives you so much perspective, I think. The small things make us so happy. It delights us when Benjamin points to a ball and says ball and when we respond with "yes, that's a blue ball" and he responds back with "blue ball" it just sends us over the moon. We were told last year that he may never communicate with words, so any word at all is still exciting. He has about 30 words that he uses spontaneously now, so it is definitely clear that he will indeed talk. His speech therapist placed him in the average 24 month old category for speech, so we're definitely thrilled about that.

I know that there are peaks and valleys with child rearing, but a little perspective can make all the difference in how you view and treat your child. Encourage them in their strengths and recognize their weaknesses as just that- a weakness. Perhaps focusing on their strengths will help them overcome those weaknesses. Time will tell for us all, I suppose.