That's one small step for man.....

Guess what? Max can walk. He's been cruising for a few months, taking a few steps on his own here and there but now, he is actually walking. At the age of 13 months, which is spot on average.




Chasing ducks at the lake

So many people warned me that life would become more difficult once Max was walking. But you know what? It's complete bliss. It's one less thing to worry about on the therapy list. All the hard work we've done in developing his protective reflexes and vestibular confidence has paid off. He's walking and more importantly when he does fall, he falls like a pro.

The even better part, is that he has mainly taught himself. It's the first milestone I've been able to sit back and watch him practice all by himself. Every other milestone I have worked my butt off. Crawling in particular took 7 months of bootcamp style training to achieve.

A few weeks ago, one of our specialists let it slip that initially they thought Max's prognosis was poor. We've proved them wrong. The majority of the 'experts' take the 'wait and see' approach when it comes to brain injuries. I'm glad I never listened to them. By the time you've done the 'wait and see', the child has problems that can't be fixed.

Every day I am thankful for meeting our private physio Jess and NeuroDevelopmental therapist Andrew http://www.snowdrop.cc/
Without them, Max wouldn't have stood a chance at having a 'normal' life.

Last year, the hospital physiotherapist said she would see Max once he became 'more disabled'. Sweetheart, you will never see my son again.




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