Normally I wouldn’t let my kids tell me to be quiet, but my oldest son is different and I feel like it would be wrong of me to yell at him. He is extremely sensitive to noises. When we go about our day, I have to make sure that nothing triggers him or he cries and has a tantrum. Some of his trigger noises include: TV turned up too loud, his little brother making too much noise, vacuuming… and that’s not even half of it..
I began noticing that he was different than other children when he was just a baby. He would lay on the bed with me and stare out the window. Watching the beautiful environment surrounding him. He seemed to focus hard on specific objects though. A tree branch, bird, and leaves falling to the ground. When I say he was focusing on an object, I mean he was examining it! At one of his checkups I let his doctor know what he was doing and he just told us that we had one smart child on our hands. That he would be “special”.
When he was old enough to start talking… he wasn’t. He missed a few milestones, but nothing very alarming. When I would be in public with him, I would notice how children his age would interact with others. He would say a couple easy words but when he wanted to have a conversation, it was just gibberish, almost like a very long mumble. I had a really hard time communicating with him when I would ask him what he would want to drink or even try to get him to tell me what toy he wanted to play with. He wouldn’t even point to what he wanted. I really couldn’t get anything out of him except for frustration and tears. He had started Head Start, a program that allows children to get education before they enter Kindergarten. They called me and told me that he was having difficulties with processing information and speech. I ended up having to get him tested to get into their Special Education Program. He had gotten accepted into the program and honestly, it was the best decision we had made for him. He seemed to be talking more, at a slower pace, of course, but he was talking more! One of the big problems was that he didn’t want to socialize with any children.
At one point when he was 3 going on 4, I started questioning everything. Was he Autistic? Asperger’s maybe? His pediatrician sent him to get examined for a possible diagnosis, but to our dismay, the doctor there who examined him, wasted our time. Since then, we haven’t found any doctor who would take him in to observe him because of his age. I have talked to case workers who have said that Arizona is a really tough state when it comes to these type of resources. When children hit age 4-5, most doctors wont see the child. At that time I felt so alone and didn’t know what to do. All I wanted was for my son to get all the help he needed.
Fast forward to today, he is an extremely smart boy, who you may just say was a late bloomer when it came to talking. He still has moments where I still question him having Autism. He stands in front of the TV to watch it, (I have to drag him away from it!) covers his ears to so many different sounds, still has some issues with talking, does repeated motions and is probably the best Lego builder and puzzle maker you ever saw! At the time being, I figure I would just communicate to his teachers to let me know if they feel as though there is something he is having problems with. He starts Kindergarten next week and this Mama is a nervous wreck! Even though my son may need help more than his brother will ever need, he is my baby and I will help him in any way I can…