We had our final OT session this morning. Emily asked if we wanted to extend services for a month, and I declined. With the holidays coming up and all, I'd really rather have our calendar freed up, and I don't see the benefit to Finn to have one more month of OT.
So we're done - done with early intervention. No more therapy. I am honestly relieved. All the therapists Finn has had have been committed to their professions and passionate about what they do, but I still can't attribute a single gain Finn has made to therapy. (And in all honesty, I'm left scratching my head, wondering how true believers in therapy quantify the benefits of it. I know there are those parents out there who assume that we've just had a bad all-around experience with early intervention - which is true to some degree - and that I'd feel differently about it if only we could get better therapists.) I won't go so far as to say it's all been a complete waste of time; some things you just don't know until you go down the path, and in order to discover that therapy was not the end-all be-all for us, we had to go down the path of early intervention. Do I wish I had trusted myself as a parent a little more? Or that I had had more faith in Finn to progress along his own path? Yes. And I'm sure there will be times in the future, as we fly solo, so to speak, when I will second-guess myself. But I also know that is the nature of parenting - parenting any child.
I am looking forward to a schedule free from therapy appointments, days when we can instead go for long walks, go to the park, and just be.
I assume our Service Coordinator will be closing Finn's file. I don't know what that will mean with regard to transitioning him to the school district when he turns three next summer. I have no idea at this point if I even care. Maybe we'll take another year to just be. Who knows?
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