Dyspraxia. The first time I ever heard the word dyspraxia, it was just a word. I had no idea what it would mean for my son Robert, his education or our family.
All I knew was that my little boy had difficulty pronouncing words, holding a crayon and zipping up his clothes. At 3, he was behind other kids in these areas, but I thought he would catch up.
That’s when a speech therapist told me that his speech and motor skills issues were more than just a developmental delay. I remember her sympathetic eyes looking at me as she said “dyspraxia,” as though I was supposed to know what that meant.