Wednesday, November 2, 2011
So, we've come to accept that A has problems talking. And by that, I mean he hardly talks and when he tries to, nothing but babbling comes out. So we now know that he has Apraxia of Speech. Bummah. Hopefully, with lots of speech therapy and time, he'll be able to talk a little more normally in say, 1-3 years. Yeah. So not fun. But, we'll keep plugging on, hoping for the best. Also, if things don't change with the way he behaves, we'll be testing him for Autism. I've always said no no no..he's not Autistic, but this year has maybe proven me wrong. Possibly. We will see. His teacher says he's a great kid and so sweet, but other times, his shoes go flying across the room, he screams and shouts and get pretty mad about the simplest of things. This could also be because he cannot communicate properly and is frustrated. I just wish I knew how he felt. I wish I knew what to say or do to magically make him talk and then everything would be ok. But I know know that's not how this works.
To be thrust into a world of Special Education classrooms (he's only in one for an hour) and IEP's and meetings and speech therapy, is, to put it mildly, frustrating, scary, confusing, sad and worrisome and hopeful.
So, for now, this is what's going on. This is life as we know it..the "norm". Both S and A continue to be ok health wise, they are still getting on each other's nerves and S is becoming a little more mouthy and loves to talk back to us. Very maddening. But, we will work through all of this and everyone will learn and be better for it.