I was just venting to Chuck this evening about something that has been really weighing on me.
Every so often, our blog will receive comments from people telling me that I am ruining my kids life by giving him a CI, or I'm not being true to his identity by teaching him to speak. I know having this blog out in the public domain opens up our life for comments. When it first started happening, I could deal with it. My skin may have been a bit thicker, and I was ready to go on the defense. Now, when things like that happen, all I want to do is scream at these people and tell them they have no freaking idea what we go through as a family. In the beginning, I didn't really care what these people thought about me and Chuck. Now, it matters to me. It matters because like it or not, we're a part of the deaf community.
I have all these thoughts swirling through my head. Will Christian be accepted into the deaf community? We've tried so hard to expose him to both the hearing and deaf world. Christian is just as deaf as the rest of them. This little boy, without a CI or his aids, can't even hear a jet engine next to him. We're teaching him sign language. What if he choses not to use it? Will he be an outcast?
We want to give Christian the best of both worlds. I want him to have the ability to live in both communities, should he choose. I want to be able to give my son the best. THE BEST.
I was venting this all to Chuck, and he said to me "All that matters is what is good for Christian, and we know what is. People are going to judge us, regardless of what we do. Who cares. We know what is best".
For those of you who know my husband, you know he is a man of few words. But when he does talk, everyone stops and listens.
So, on this Father's Day, I'm thanking God that I have the best husband in the world. He always manages to keep everything in perspective. Christian is SO lucky to have him as his Daddy.