Letting go and letting him.

The hall is lined with a super warm sleeping bag, a comfy mattress, a bag stuffed full of warm clothes, then a smaller bag that, to me, is the most important of them all – the bag containing Isaac’s Cochlear™ parts and accessories.

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This is the moment that I’d hoped for but am not ready to let happen. This was it, the plan we had as parents. We wanted Isaac to have the same opportunities in life as his three older brothers. The long weekend here in Melbourne hosts the sporting event: “State Youth Games” that my older boys have participated in with not much thought from me. This time is different – but is it?

Isaac is fully independent. He’s able to listen well, assess situations and is part of anything he wishes (all true in my mind). Then I think about the mud, the rain, the games, the … the fact that I’m not with him.

My need to worry is diminished by the Mini Mic and the Aqua+ accessory If it pours with rain (as it tends to do on these camps) Isaac can still participate in the sports without having to be embarrassed by leaving the field. The Mini Mic reassures me that he can be communicated with and hear the calls of the referees and leaders.

So, really what am I concerned about? The fact that my boy is growing up? The fact that he no longer needs me like he used to? I know Cochlear have provided him the very best potential for a wonderful life, and we have skilled him as much as we can as parents, so he can truly live life to the fullest.

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Isaac (middle) with his brothers.

So, it’s a coffee for me, and preparing the laundry for his muddy return and just being grateful that the journey has been all we’d hoped for and worked towards.

Funny, the only concern for Isaac is that he gets the mandatory designer hoodie that comes with those who participate in the events.

So chill out Mum and enjoy the peace of a quiet home for the weekend.

From Mel M.

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