Family talks

Papi Bear and I talked about the other night and tried to see the issue from both sides. He started off by saying he absolutely did not mean to imply that he doesn’t believe our son has PDD or autism. He said he accepts the diagnosis and is not in denial. His intention was to say that he feels using earphones would push his therapy back and/or keep him from advancing towards different coping mechanisms because, in general, he does not have sensory problems when it comes to noise.

I explained my side of the issue. First, our son is two years old. While we are starting interventions early, the fact remains that…. he’s two years old. He doesn’t understand things on the scale of an adult. While we hear a loud mix of background noise, he may be focusing in on individual conversations and it’s overwhelming – especially at an age where he’s just starting to grasp language himself. I tried to explain the concept of an autism meltdown to him and how removing him to walk around the buffet area is not curing it – it’s just improving the situation for five minutes and then throwing him right back into the torture afterwards.

We came to a truce at the end. He understands where I’m coming from. I understand where he’s coming from. He said he’s okay with it in extreme situations such as what went down at Tusker House, but not when he’s just a little cranky, such as when we go to IHOP or Denny’s. I’m fine with that. When we have a normal family dinner out, he usually can walk him around the restaurant, come back, and Little Bear will eat his food with no problem.

Today’s new achievements:

Little Bear was extra cranky when he woke up. I think he’s going through a growth spurt because he slept like crap last night and he usually sleeps like a rock. He also got up earlier than usual. So instead of doing our normal language work in the morning, we went to the park to work on our climbing, as per PT’s orders. There was a little girl there who looked like she wanted to play with Little Bear, but he just ran right by her. He smiled at her a few times, but in general, he didn’t care. This is one of his strongest¬†symptoms. We’re hoping this will improve once he starts at his new school on Monday.

He started to sit down around 10AM because the sun was getting stronger and he was hot. We went to the science museum to visit the otters – his best friends in the world. They were busy fighting and only occasionally came out near the glass. However, every time they did, he went CRAZY! Laughing, smiling, jumping, running alongside them at the window. He adores those otters. He did a lot of pointing at the museum – mostly towards where the otters are.

He took his nap afterwards and woke up in a pretty good mood. He saw I was working and immediately closed by computer, telling me, “Ah dah,” which means, “All done.” He started playing with his stringing beads and he started counting, “nuno… doh…. tre…. cato!” (uno, dos, tres, cuatro). He picked up one of them and said, “circulo.” He’s said circle and circulo before, but he followed it up by saying, “yellow.” And it was, indeed, yellow. Grandma said he said green today, too.

Later in the day, I got a call from Papi Bear. I put him on speaker. He picked up the phone off the table and, for the first time, held it to his ear and started saying, “owa? owa? alo? alo?” Even after Papi Bear hung up, he still picked up my phone every time he saw it and said his form of hola and hello into it. I was THRILLED by this development!

Also, we finally have his ABA therapy planned. He starts on September 28th.

Great things are happening for Little Bear!

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Author: goldilocksbabybear

A mother dealing with the struggles of finding out her child is autistic.

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