Pip I got all teary writing about those days. I'm calmer and more non-chalant about her prognosise these days. It will be what it will be and she's a lovely child. The therapy is one thing but I would say one of the most important things we taught her was how to deal with idiots who say things in front of her as if she if DEAF too... adults mainly.
She turned 11 yesterday
They said she may not ever put two sounds together and now she talks so much we are constantly telling her to please please be quiet. (I reserve ONE day a year to have a really good cry for her, and what won't be) but it hasn't all been doom and gloom. At age 7 she put her first two sounds together (she used to visit her *UGH* dad on weekends) When I heard it I rang him to tell him (so excited! REALLY I was
) and he was horrified! "You can't tell the therapists THAT!!!!!" "But its TWO sounds! Its TWO sounds!" Yes her first word, thanks to her dad, was F-AAAAAR!
(The therapist was excited too... after all it WAS two sounds). Then at age 8 as I put the girls to bed one night I always said "Love you!" and turned off the lights, there was a pregnant pause and this little voice in the dark said "u-u-u-u-uv oo"
The house exploded as the older girls jumped out of bed, and lights went on, and dancing was begun. We had a party until midnight (noone was going to sleep). You have to listen carefully, but she can talk now and talk she does. Non-stop.