Mummy knows best.

Tonight I’m feeling – emotional, relieved, drained, frustrated, blessed, happy, nervous, anxious….you see I’ve been worrying about my little S since he was about 9 months old, and yet, it was only today at 36 months I got some answers.

When S was 9 months old he took a really bad chest infection which then developed into pneumonia. And from then it has felt that he has always been sick. He has rolled from one ear infection to the next. With a few throat infections and chest infections in between. It seemed that he was always on an anti biotic.  At Christmas time he ended up in hospital with pneumonia again and this combined with 2 ear infections and a throat infection meant he was a poorly wee man. (You can read more about that time here.)

And the thing is. I hate my kids being sick. I really, really hate it. I worry, ridiculously worry to the point that I fear the absolute worst, even though it’s ‘only an ear infection’. I panic about the high temperatures, the accelerated breathing.

I also have been worrying about S’s speech. If you follow me on Facebook, or are a regular reader of this blog, you will know that I have mentioned it a few times. From he was about 18 months I was concerned that he wasn’t saying as much as he should be. He was having difficulty imitating some of the animal sounds, like the snort of the pig and I was concerned. I rang my Health Visitor a couple of times about it and she said she would assess him at his 2 year review. She came and said that she didn’t have concerns about his speech and that it was what would be expected for a 2 year old boy. But I wasn’t convinced.  It wasn’t that I thought I knew better. I just felt there was more to it. So I pushed for her to refer us to a Speech and Language therapist.

We (finally!) got our appointment and when we went, she told me that S had the expected oral language of a 2 years 4 month old boy and his understanding of language was that of a 3 and a half year old.  I should say, that I had also been concerned about his drooling. I felt his drooling was excessive. He wasn’t teething anymore and yet he was still drooling –  a lot. She noticed his drooling and asked me about it. I told her I was concerned about his speech and this drooling and so she very kindly agreed to send us to an audiologist and she could test his hearing for me and see if there was fluid/congestion in his ear/nose/throat. But that she, as a speech and language therapist could see nothing wrong with his development and would not need to see him again.

I was so frustrated.

Anyhow, we waited another 4 months and got our appointment with the audiologist. Now, it did not go well. I’m not sure whether I am overly critical or maybe overly protective of my children, but the lady doing it had no real ‘skill’ with kids. She wanted to do some hearing test with S but he just wouldn’t do it. He was shy, a little afraid. She hadn’t even said hello to him or even said his name, so he was not for doing her game. Maybe it was his fault and he shouldn’t have been so awkward. But the 2 and a half-year old was shy and didn’t speak 1 word the whole appointment let alone talk for this woman. She was able to do the other test needed however and it confirmed that he did have fluid in both his ears, but until he complete the hearing test that she wanted she couldn’t refer him to ENT.

Raging. Actually raging.

I cried the whole way home in the car that day.

As well as all of this, I was concerned about his apparent behaviour. The wee mite seemed angry a lot of the time. Frustrated. Like something was bothering him. I thought it was maybe because he couldn’t communicate his needs.  He shouted a lot. Cried a fair bit. Now I know that all kids can do that. But it was different. I knew there was more to it. He seemed genuinely upset sometimes. genuinely frustrated. He wasn’t being naughty. Something was up.

In March of this year I reached breaking point with it all. I knew in my heart that there was something more going on with my wee boy. I made an appointment with one of the ‘best’ doctors in our practice (he gets a good name – I think every practice has one!!). It was a 3 week wait to see him. In we went, I gave him a bit of background on S, told him I had self referred him to a speech therapist. The doctor said I had done all his work for him! (Am I a pushy mum??)

He took 1 look into S’s ears and said, “Oh, well, that’s completely abnormal. And so is that one”. He then went on to say, “Does he have trouble with words beginning with S, H or F?” To which i said, “YES!!!!!!! Yes he does”. He said, “Yeah he can’t hear them, they’re a high frequency sound and at the moment I would estimate that his hearing is reduced by at least 30% on both sides”. “Does he shout at you sometimes or scream?” “YES!” “Yeah, he doesn’t know he’s shouting”. His ears were packed with wax, a lot of fluid behind the ear drums and he thought there may have been a hole in one of his ear drums.  “I’m sure he can be quite frustrated at times as I would say he is in pain almost every day.”At which point I burst into tears.

“What’s wrong?” he asked. “I have been pleading and fighting with people since S was 9 months about his health and his speech and no one would listen”. He said, “Well, I’m referring to an ENT consultant at the Royal and we will get it sorted.”

So, today was our appointment.

Childrens Hospital

I was completely emotional this morning. Taking your child to the Royal Hospital is not something you ever want to have to do, no matter what you are taking them for. It brought back memories of our time there in January. I didn’t know what the Doctor was going to tell us would need to be done. When a Doctor tells you your child’s ears are “completely abnormal” you don’t know what to think. So off we went.


The good news is, that for now, the consultant will take out his adenoids and put in grometts and see how things go when that is done. That should happen within the next 3 months 🙂 Finally, we are getting somewhere. Finally I know, I’m not an over-anxious mother or,  “a typical teacher mum worrying about his speech”, as one of the professionals told me (!!!!!) Us mummy’s know our kiddies. We know when something isn’t just quite right. I don’t mean, by any means to belittle the work of Doctors or Health Visitors or Speech therapists. I just want to encourage any mothers out there, who have a little worry, or niggle about their child to keep on fighting for them. Keep on pushing. You just might be onto something.

Now all I have to worry about is the operation……….



My very own Chandler 😉


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18 thoughts on “Mummy knows best.

  1. Aww Karen! What a wee pet he is – I’m so glad that you got to the bottom of it! And I can totally vouch for the consultants and staff in ENT – Noah was very well looked after indeed in April, and is doing great ever since! He’ll be a new boy when you get it over, but I totally know how worrying it all can be. Thinking of you, and saying little prayers xxx


    1. I am just so glad that we have finally got someone to confirm that there is actually something going on and that I’m not crazy!! I just cannot wait to be on the other side of it all, with it having gone well. Was little Noah in the Royal too?
      Thanks for your lovely wee comment and support x


  2. Karen I always say trust your gut instinct and u won’t go far wrong! Although why as parents we always have to fight so far is beyond me. It’s so important that other parents read your experience as it gives them hope and belief in their own instincts. When Rachel was young I had to fight the education system and was branded an over anxious mum, but I didn’t give up even though when I made phone calls I knew it was a case of “it’s that Mcwhirter woman again.” So glad things are moving for Seth and it will be all sorted during his pre-school year. Keep inspiring all the mums out their. 😊


    1. Awh I hope by reading this someone feels more sure of their feelings or worries about their child. It is so sad that we have to fight so hard 😦 I am pretty sure a few people have said, “it’s yer Bovis doll again” too!!!
      Thanks for the wee encouragement Dorothy, it means a lot xx


  3. I’m so glad you kept pushing. As you say, parents tend to know when something isn’t right with their kids. Fingers crossed that you’ll look back at this in the future as a turning point for the better. Thanks for linking up #FamilyFriday


  4. Oh my god – I’ve read this at just the right time. My son is 27 months old and still not using real words. The HV said that was normal. It really isnt. So many of the things you mention I can see in my O man. I am so going back to the doctors with him. Thank you. Thank you. x


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