Last year around Nov we identified my son was having sensory issues due to which there was milestone and speech delay
God had revealed to us about the situation through one of our pastors earlier and we had the confidence that God is in control. But reality was very painful and difficult to accept.
We consulted few pediatricians and psychologist, they suggested us to go for occupational therapy.
All told us one thing, motherly attention was important and told me to see if I can take a break.
I was having a very tough time in my project for a while, when I asked for leave they were very skeptical, after providing med documents they were willing to give as lop from Jan
By March my MIL had went to US to look after our SIL's children, by May my husband and I became covid positive when I had to rejoin.
We were pushed to quit my job and look after him full-time. We had invested on a house by then, with one salary getting cut, I was wondering how we can manage.
But my husband encouraged me saying I have to do this and God will take care of our needs.
God gave me exodus 2:9, Take this child and nurse him for me. I was a very career oriented person, and this was a test of my selflessness. I gave into God's will and dropped my papers in faith.
The next month my son fell ill very badly and all the elders in the house were constantly pushed by God to pray for his life. God just gave me the strength to hold onto his soul tight and keep going. I had a dream about snake falling on my head and wounding me and I escaped. That made me realize it was a spiritual warfare. Since then everyday we took him to therapy and sat at home doing all the activities possible to engage him well along with prayers.
By September I was reminded in my heart to go to a nearby preschool to see if they are open for in person classes. The day we went luckily the school was open and they were planning to start activity group. We told abt the situation and asked if they can enroll and immediately they did.
That was one of the most happiest moment in our life as the pediatricians told us to push his education by a year, but here he was going to a school like every other child.
Since then there was a lot of improvement in his growth and his social interaction got better.
Today he has started speaking 2,3 words sentences, singing songs, trying to sit down and play with kids little by little.
As I was thinking of penning this down today, the therapist called and told me, your son doesn't require any more session, next month after teaching basic habits we can close the therapy.
I want to thank many of the fellowship sisters who were praying for him during his sickness, connected with me for activities and introduced to many more sisters in my situation, God had used this phase for his glory completely. Do keep him in your prayers to start speaking fluently.