This has been a really difficult week for me. We have had our Little Man on a waiting list to see a Child Neurologist for about FIVE months. Monday we were lucky enough to get a cancellation and went to see this Dr. and our little boy was diagnosed with Autism Spectrum Disorder. We were told we would probably get this diagnosis from a few professionals that we deal with but I have to say that I think I was secretly hoping that the Dr. would tell us we were BONKERS and he was just a late bloomer and that we just needed to be patient. I have been slowly wrapping my brain around this (with much difficulty because when it comes RIGHT down to it-I really don't SEE the autism-I just see my beautiful, little, quirky boy.)
Anyway, the crying is over (I hope). My pity party has ended. Sorry I didn't send out invitations for this-I really couldn't deal with talking about it and NOTHING anyone could say was going to make me feel any better or less bitter. And I KNOW it's not the worse thing in the world that could happen to a family but this little guy is our EVERYTHING and I HATE to think he will ever have to struggle especially at such an early age.
Today is a new day though. We will be getting treatment and will do anything to help him flourish. I am sorry if I caused anyone to worry with my absence, I think I spotted my old self in the mirror this morning and am going to invite her back.