I’ve been pretty quiet about this issue to my social media audience, but today I feel like I can finally share a struggle my small family has been dealing with over the past 11 months or so. Today, my son, Miles was officially evaluated for Autism. Although he has been receiving early intervention services and therapy for the past 6 months, we had to wait to be evaluated. It takes a long time for the process, especially if you want to go to one of the best hospitals in the country. Today, I am relieved we finally went to our appointment and met with a team of doctors. Although, I will not know the diagnosis until I meet with the doctors next week, I know in my heart that there is something special about my boy. Since, Miles was about a year old, I noticed things that did not seem “normal” in his development. I did my own research, and quickly began to make my own assessments regarding my son’s behavior and development. I mentioned it to my doctor but she assured me she did not think he was autistic. Let me say, no one knows a child like his or her mother or parent. Miles would do some behaviors like spin and spin for minutes. He also never called me mom, yet knew his entire alphabet and could count to ten. People thought I was crazy, because my son is so “smart” so how could he have a disability? You should know that Einstein was autistic. Intelligence does correlate with this. Often I would pray that God would make this all go away. Of course, I am his mother; I only want things to be the best for my son. Now, I have stopped praying that God will heal my son, but ask for the tools and patience I need to deal with the little things in life that often become so difficult in our world. I pray that his therapist will help him improve his skills and that one day he will not suffer from the sensory processing that bothers him so much today. To be honest, I often would question, why I was given a son with autism? Wouldn’t I be such an awesome mother to a “regular” child? One that I could teach, and explore the world with. It sounds harsh, but doing simple things with my son, can be trying. There is a communication gap between us, sometimes like we are speaking two separate languages. Also, if you can imagine, he still does not sleep through the night. Often, he wakes two or more times and will stay up for hours. Night after night, you can imagine how difficult this can be. Now, I see why God has given me a son with this disability. I am a damn, good mom, and autistic children need, the best of the best! ☺ Every day I learn new things about my son, and how I can help him deal with a world that is different than mine. I will keep you all posted what the doctors have to say next week. Thanks for all the love and support today. Miles and I love you!
Posted on: Thu, 06 Nov 2014 23:17:43 +0000
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