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My Joy. My Joey.

Posted on July 10, 2008 - 12:00am at Fussypants
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I sat in the Neurologist's office on a frozen Rhode Island morning trying to comprehend the words I heard. "Mrs. Worthington, He may never walk or talk."

My third son, Joey, had special needs. He had External Hydrocephalus, hypotonia and would later be diagnosed with Verbal Apraxia.

My heart sank. As I held my year old baby in my arms, I quietly cursed myself for whatever I had or hadn't done for him that caused his problems. I cursed the world. My life quickly became