Me and my husband have always loved Ethan’s little quirks. Some of the things that we loved about him also made us realize that he might be in the autism spectrum.
I had heard of horror stories of kids with autism in Disneyland. I was in for a pleasant surprise at my son's first time at Disney.
A poetry break! A poem on Autism inspired by the many times I watched and learned as Ethan was in therapy.
It was therapeutic to hear myself talk openly about my child and my role as a special needs parent in the special needs parent support group. If a tree falls to the ground and nobody is there to hear it, did it really make a sound? Now that I was speaking and I was heard, I felt a certain kind of emotional freedom.
We noticed my son’s developmental delays early on, when he still wasn’t crawling or sitting up at 9 months. His range of motion was very limited. It worried me deeply, while my husband kept reassuring me that the milestones t would come. A friend mentioned that delayed crawling might be a sign of a disability. I freaked out.
I had both dreaded and anticipated this day for a few months. My son Ethan's psychological evaluation. We had suspected about half a year ago that he might fall within the autism spectrum. He had all the typical signs of a child with autism -- incessantly playing with anything that looks like a wheel, repetitive routine-focused play, delays in speech language development and gross and fine motor skills, limited eye contact and social communication.