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Kidlet officially has Asperger’s with major sensory processing issues (not that we didn’t already know that for months). I will leave it at that un-emotionally changred sentence for now. I assure you, reality is far from un-emotional.
Kidlet informed me some time ago that cute bento lunches were not appropriate for his age (whatever!). I still pack his meals in laptop lunchboxes or bento boxes, but they aren’t worth photographing.
Baby L is no baby! Not quite 3, but way “too” bright. I have struggled with tot school because her knowledge exceeds her age. Far exceeds it. She has known her alphabet (and not just singing it, but being able to identify letters at random, upper and lower) for a year and knows the sounds of most letters, counts to 30 on her own (and rocognizes, in random order written numbers to 20, plus the 10′s to 100), can tell you how many objects are in a group without actually counting them, up to 5 easily, knows all her colors, all the basic shapes, can expand on patterns, sorts by at least 2 different criteria (round & blue for instance), and on and on.
Her motor skills are age 2, so much writing isn’t possible (although we have been doing various pre-writing activities and fine motor activities with tweezers and eyedroppers, etc to prepare her), and she certainly isn’t holding writing utensils correctly, or able to use scissors. And emotionally she is 2. She isn’t ready for more advanced “work”, and it’s been VERY challenging for mom to find activities that will interest the 2 year old who has the”academic” knowledge of a 4 year old and are actually doable by said 2 year old.
Emotionally, I am a wreck, and physically, there hasn’t been a lot of change. I’ve lost maybe 15 pounds since Baby L was born.
Hi Shalysa! I’ve had you on my mind for some time now, wondering how you were. Your first and last sentences speak volumes. I have a 15 year old with multiple disabilities, including cp, epilepsy, verbal and visual apraxia,”pdd, possibly aspergers.” The last was the hardest to take. I have to remind myself all the time that nothing really changed. He is still who he always was and always was going to be. They just gave it a label, and labels are nothing more than passports to services. Hang in there, a day at a time. I am praying for you.
Thank you so much!
It really does take self-reminders that nothing has changed when they slap a label on it. I guess having it be “official” you squelch that little (unrealistic) voice that occasionally whispers that its all a big misunderstanding and things will be “normal” soon. I’ve been dealing with a complete radical acceptance of the situation, which is hard, but I think it will let me move on and do the best that we can with what is true, not what we wish were true.
I really miss seeing you at Polyvore & have been worried about you – I’m glad to see you are all ok though I know how disorienting kidlet’s diagnosis must have been. One of my nephews was diagnosed with exceedingly mild autism by a doctor none of us really trusted & while it eventually turned out to be a nonsense diagnosis (she was reading what she wanted to see in his behavior rather than what was really there), we spent a really intense month or so reading up on the subject & doing a good bit of agonizing over what we should do & how we should handle it. My very best wishes to you, your family, & especially to kidlet.
I hope to see you on Polyvore one of these days (& I’m on Pinterest under Hilltowngrrl so stop on by)!