
I've struggled with my oldest, who is now 6, for awhile. Even as a baby something just didn't feel right. As she got older something was definitely OFF. Sensory issues, insane meltdowns over odd things, inability to accept a change in routine, sleep problems, lining up toys, no imaginative play, always wanted to be around other kids but never actually played with them, cannot maintain eye contact, arm flapping, constant screaming for no reason.Everything pointed to autism and I desperately tried to get a diagnosis from age 3 and onward. No one wanted to diagnose her because she was 3, they kept saying she would grow out of it, they said she was "too social" to be autistic despite having every other text book behavior. The only ones who agreed with me were other parents of autistic children. One psychiatrist agreed that she was on the spectrum but ghosted me when it came time to give me the paperwork I needed to get my child into the proper therapy.The last three years have been hard because I can see something wrong, I dont know how to help, and I cant get her the help without something in writing saying yes this child is autistic. As certain behaviors lessened I started wondering if maybe I was crazy. Maybe I was just a bad mom who couldn't control her kid. Even when the issues started at school that were beyond our control(insane meltdowns, throwing things, throwing things at other kids), I couldn't help but think that maybe the problem was ME.But no more. Yesterday we met with a new psychiatrist. He talked to me, he talked to my daughter. He diagnosed her with attention deficit hyperactivity disorder and autism spectrum disorder.I'm not crazy. I'm not a bad mom. I can finally get my child help. via /r/Parenting https://ift.tt/2OjYaJB
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