Nearly 6 years ago, Delia was born, of course a joy and a miracle and all those lovely baby things but along with her birth came the news of her deafness.
We did not get an immediate "deaf" answer, Delia simply failed the newborn screening test at day 1 and several more times in the next couple of weeks.
Around the 3 month mark we were told, "Your daughter is profoundly deaf."
Although we already knew there was hearing loss we had no idea what that might mean or how it would translate into our everyday life.
We were simply grateful to have a healthy, happy and beautiful baby.
We started our lifelong journey down the road of deafness.
Early Intervention, hearing aids, conferences, books, websites, teachers of the deaf, speech therapists, closed captioning, sign language, audiologists, ENT appointments, more sign language, more classes, more home visits, crazy amounts of deaf information and eventually the decision to move forward with a cochlear implant.
We still did not know if Delia would ever hear, the hearing aids did not work how could we be sure the implant would be successful.
How much would she hear?
Would she hear the love in my voice?
Would she ever listen to music?
and the questions continued on and on.
Turns out the implant was successful, in spite of a small device failure.
Turns out she can hear nearly everything if she pays attention.
Turns out she can hear the love in my voice...and the instruction (sometimes).
Turns out she is crazy about music.
Tomorrow Delia will start 1st grade in a regular mainstream class in a public school and she doesn't want the teacher to wear an FM.
The most amazing part ...
wait for it
...our deaf daughter started piano lessons today.
Nearly 6 years ago, we didn't know what Delia would hear and now she is learning to play the piano.
Wonders never cease.
Thank you Lord.