As soon as we walked in the building, I knew this wasn’t going to go well. There was people everywhere and a ton of kids. As I suspected, Rayce immediately threw himself on the floor and stiffened like a board. I tried talking to him, asked him if he wanted to play, you know, just tried to get him to calm down. He wanted nothing to do with anything. Thankfully someone came from around the corner and said he needs out of here. She swooped him up and took him into a quit building. I started to cry. I think mainly because I was finally relieved. Relieved that someone finally understood what I had been feeling and going through for years. Usually we just get stares and no one really ever cared to help. I then knew we were in the right place.
We got into the other building, but Rayce was still out of it and screaming so, I said give him a min he will come to. She started going over the paper work with us and as soon as everyone left him alone he started lining up the blocks by color. She finished going over the paper work, asked me a ton of questions, and then began the evaluation. I listened while they worked with him and thought he did really well. Then, she went over everything with me, she basically said she is concerned about a lot of his behavior, and his language skills. She said his social interaction is really impaired and his communication skills are really limited. She said she would ask him a question but he never had an answer. He always said, “I don’t know or that one”.
She said we should receive a letter within a couple weeks with a detailed report and some “interventions” or things he needs to work on. Then, they would bring him back in about a month and re-test him. She said she has a clear understanding of what is going on, but that the government says they have to do it this way. Then, I made the mistake of asking her what she observed. I couldn't just wait for the letter lol. She told me she saw a lot of autistic characteristics but not enough to be classified as full-blown. She said we are mostly dealing with PDD-NOS basically autism at a high functioning level.
Initially I was in shock. It's not exactly something you want to hear. DH and I fought the whole way home because he doesn’t think anything is wrong with his son. I tried to explain to him that these are professionals that have an education. They are not just some Joe who thought it would be fun to diagnosis your son today. He wanted to hear none of it, and we really haven’t talked about it since. I did some reading on PDD-NOS. The more I read I quickly knew she was dead on. I know we have a long road ahead of us, but I am so happy that Rayce will finally get the help he needs. I’m excited to get the ball rolling.
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
Last 6 months in review..
When I last left off Rayna was 6 months old, and we had just sold our house only to land us in one GIANT nightmare. My oh my, how things can change in 6 short months.
After we sold our house we found ourselves living out of bags and boxes with family. First, we stayed with daddies aunt. She was so nice to open up her house to us, but the space was just too small. So, we soon found ourselves living in Santa Fe with daddies mom. It was a MUCH bigger space, but we were 45 minutes from home. Missing our friends and family, we tried to adjust while we searched for a new home.
In the mean time, it was time to try and give potty training a go with Rayce. At first he was no where near ready. He would scream and kick, just plain out refuse to sit on the thing. Several accidents and tears later, I decided it was time to give potty training a break and give it a go later on. Looking back I'm so glad we did this.
Before I knew it, it was time for the holiday's. Spending the holiday's away from home was probably one of the hardest things I've had to do in awhile. It was a very depressing time for me actually. It was just not the same. But we made it through.
Then, somewhere in all the holiday madness, Daddy lost his job. How could this happen? All of our dreams of becoming new home owners quickly came crashing down. Left once again left feeling hopeless, we quickly learned to lean on each other. We came to terms with the situation and decided to use the time to spend some much needed family time together.
Daddy quickly found a new job and we decided it was time to move back home. We would continue our quest in finding a new home. Trying once again to conquer our dreams of becoming new home owners. We would run into many obstacles along the way but, we refused to give up. We are now 1 week away from closing! Drained, tired, and frustrated, we are so glad the process is finally going to be over with.
Our little princess just turned 1 and Rayce is now 3 and fully potty trained. They say, "what makes you weak can only make you stronger". I can honestly say, (now that I see a light at the end of the tunnel)that I hold this to be true. I feel like a better woman, wife, and mom because we were able to over come such a stressful time in our lives.
After we sold our house we found ourselves living out of bags and boxes with family. First, we stayed with daddies aunt. She was so nice to open up her house to us, but the space was just too small. So, we soon found ourselves living in Santa Fe with daddies mom. It was a MUCH bigger space, but we were 45 minutes from home. Missing our friends and family, we tried to adjust while we searched for a new home.
In the mean time, it was time to try and give potty training a go with Rayce. At first he was no where near ready. He would scream and kick, just plain out refuse to sit on the thing. Several accidents and tears later, I decided it was time to give potty training a break and give it a go later on. Looking back I'm so glad we did this.
Before I knew it, it was time for the holiday's. Spending the holiday's away from home was probably one of the hardest things I've had to do in awhile. It was a very depressing time for me actually. It was just not the same. But we made it through.
Then, somewhere in all the holiday madness, Daddy lost his job. How could this happen? All of our dreams of becoming new home owners quickly came crashing down. Left once again left feeling hopeless, we quickly learned to lean on each other. We came to terms with the situation and decided to use the time to spend some much needed family time together.
Daddy quickly found a new job and we decided it was time to move back home. We would continue our quest in finding a new home. Trying once again to conquer our dreams of becoming new home owners. We would run into many obstacles along the way but, we refused to give up. We are now 1 week away from closing! Drained, tired, and frustrated, we are so glad the process is finally going to be over with.
Our little princess just turned 1 and Rayce is now 3 and fully potty trained. They say, "what makes you weak can only make you stronger". I can honestly say, (now that I see a light at the end of the tunnel)that I hold this to be true. I feel like a better woman, wife, and mom because we were able to over come such a stressful time in our lives.
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
Look who is 1
It's hard to believe, what a long way she has come. This once inconsolable infant, is now a happy thriving toddler. Our first months were very, very dark. But, now that we have overcome, she is my everything. I love her with all that is in me! She brightens my day and soothes my nights. Happy 1st Birthday princess!! You are a true diva at heart.
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