Well, it's official. Finleigh doesn't have any scary genetic disorders. You can find out more from this post if you don't know that history. And here's the story about when she was born.
We received a letter in the mail today telling us that Finn's genetic tests came back negative or in the normal range. Most likely diagnosis? Developmental Delay of undetermined etiology.
If you ask me? The whole probable deprivation of oxygen and Finn almost dying just before she was born is probably the reason for the delay or...uhm...etiology. The damage has been done now and so we now have to forge ahead.
So this is good news, right? Yup. It is. Really, this is the best of all scenarios. But I can't help feeling a little melancholy about the whole thing. And slightly bloated from that bowl or ice cream I just scarfed down.
Developmental delay is really a very broad term that means we don't know what's wrong and we can't predict the future so we'll stick with this for now. When she's older, we'll test her IQ and go from there. Or at least that's what it seems like to me.
What comes next? I'm not sure cuz Finn's pediatrician is on maternity leave until July. But I'm assuming that we'll continue to keep her in speech therapy as long as they'll keep us and hope and pray that she begins to catch up...even a little bit...with her peers. Maybe more occupational therapy? Possibly check out a naturopath? Keep loving her to bits.
I don't mean to sound ungrateful because this news really was such a relief. But the reality of this whole thing keeps sinking in and while normal doesn't matter so much to me...a mom still wants the best for her kids. I know she's come a long way in a year, but she still has so far to go.
Did you enjoy the preview of the new kitchen? It's functional and just needs a few finishing touches (like a back splash) which won't be done for a week or two, so no pictures yet. But we're moved in and happy with it. And as you can tell, Finleigh is too.