I apoligize for the length of this.. This is about a year all smushed together. I felt it was important to give a rundown of how we wound up where we are today.. Hopefully this blog can find someone.. a mom, dad, anyone who is just learning thier child may be or is autistic, or have any other developmental delay for that matter. I had found a blog at one point in my journey that really helped me, gave me hope, and made me see things from a new perspective. I'm going to be honest, im not going to sugar coat anything.. Im open for questions if you have any. :o)
This story starts 7 years ago....
I had tried for 5 years to conceive... after many failed fertility treatments we moved on to IVF. I conceived my son Joel first try! My pregnancy and delivery were both rough to say the least, (if you'd like to read about that, go
HERE) But the end result was soooooo worth it. A beautiful 9.9 lb baby boy!! He was healthy, he was perfect, he was more then everything I ever dreamed about. Finally my nightmare of infertility was over. Joel was just the perfect baby, he was always so happy. We got the shock our our life when Joel was 9 months old and I found out I was pregnant naturally! (Dr's told us we would never conceive naturally) Up until he was 12 months old Joel had hit all of his milestones. He held his head up early, babbled, smiled, laughed, sat up, clapped, played peek a boo, crawled, pulled himself up, said mama, dada, bubba.. and while taking his first steps, he said "I did it" over and over again. Those 3 words "I did it" wound up becoming a huge part of me. I'll get to that a little later, I don't want to skip to far ahead. Some where between 13-18 months, Joel had lost all of his words. Its not something that happened over night, I cant pin point one specific time where one day he was talking and the next he wasnt. He had said "chi chi" (bubchi is grandma in Polish) the usual mama, dada, bubba, tweet, yay, wow, anthony (his cousin) and those 3 words.. "I did it," I had taken video of Joel taking his first steps.. saying so proudly "I did it, I did it" over and over again. (It actually sounded more like "NY NID IT") But once He stopped talking I would watch those videos over and over and over again... Praying for the day that I'd hear that sweet voice. To be honest though, Im jumping ahead quite a bit which I was trying not to do.. between 15-18 months is when I started to notice that something was up. There are 2 instances that stand out in my mind. One was I had taken Joel to a public pool, and we were in the kiddie pool, and there was a 9 month old baby there, and the baby was waiving. Joel was 15 months at the time and I had been trying to teach him to waive for a long time with no success. The other instance was at a family party. My cousin has a child the same age (a month older) and at this party, her child was speaking REALLY well... Joel at this point (17 months) didnt speak at all.. he grunted.. and whined.. that was it. If he needed or wanted something he would come over to me and start grunting/whining (its hard to explain) and I would go through a list in my head of things that he needed or wanted until I figured it out. At Joels 18 month checkup his Dr. was asking me lots of questions..How many words does Joel speak, Does Joel waive, does Joel point, does Joel respond to his name, Does he like playing with other children, Does he make eye contact, Does he follow a point, does he understand what you say... every answer for Joel was "no." At the time I had no clue what an MCHAT was, I was just told that Joel had failed, and his Dr. STRONGLY suggested that I bring him to early intervention for an evaluation. He made it very clear that this should be done as soon as possible. I honestly didnt think anything of it, I had heard of many kids going to early intervention for being a little behind. The word Autism had never come up. During Joels early intervention evaluation they asked me a lot of questions about his behaviour. He liked to bang things repeatedly, he banged his head (ALOT), he would bang at his ears (I cant tell you how many times I had brought him to the Dr. thinking he had an ear infection and he didnt) He would get soooo tense.. like his whole body (kinda like flexing muscles, but his whole body, even his face) he flapped his arms, shaking his head side to side violently, not getting dizzy, he would hyper focus on things.. specifically specs on the rug.. and bottle caps.. he LOVED bottle caps. If I needed him to sit still for a few minutes (or even an hour) I would hand him an empty water bottle and he'd sit there and put the cap on and off, on and off. He liked things that spun. He loved running from one end of the house to the other, crashing into the door. At his evaluation the kept referring to him as a "sensory boy" I had no clue what this meant. Joel scored VERY high on his eval.. (which actually wasnt a good thing) It qualified him for services. We met Liz first, who would be his service coordinater. She was and is an Angel sent from heaven. I have no idea what I would have gotten through the past year if not for her. We started EI with her (a developmental specialist) and speech once a week. We were on a waiting list for OT (occupational therapy) Services were added as needed over the next few months. We have been with early intervention for 6 months now, and are maxed out on 10 hours of services. Joel recieves speech therapy, occupational therapy, music therapy, floor time twice a week, developmental specialist, hippo therapy (on horses) and is in 2 play groups. (one centered around food, the other music) Joel LOVES his therapies, and all his therapists. He has responded sooooooo well to everything and is a COMPLETELY different kid then 6 months ago. He had basically no words, no language comprehension, didnt point, waive, respond to his name... nothing.. he does ALLLLLLLLLLLLL of these things now!! This boy amazes me every single day!!! Ok, I got ahead of myself again.. sorry. Liz had suggested after about 3 months of working with Joel that I have him tested for autism. To be completely honest, the thought had been in the back of my head for months... I could just never bring myself to say that word.. "AUTISM" I referred to it as the A word. As if that somehow made it not real or something. I had to fight with Joels insurance to get him the evaluation. We were on a waiting list for about 10 weeks, and once our name had come up his insurance wouldnt approve the hospitals prior authorizaion form. The form was faxed 8 times to 8 different people, but somehow kept "disappearing." I would call Boston Childrens hospital every day to get an update, then I would call Joels insurance. It was a nightmare, and they never replied to the form. It got to the point where I told Childrens to move forward with the evaluation and if his insurance denied it, I would pay out of pocket. ($2,500) Joel FINALLY got his appointment for an evaluation at childrens hospital on 7/23/13. I was a nervous wreck.. I knew in the back of my mind that he was autistic.. I was terrified of having my worst fears confirmed, but at the same time, I wanted the diagnosis, so he would qualify for more services which would only help him. All the research I had done (hours and hours online) all said the more therapy you get, and the earlier you get it, the better off the child will be. I even read that with really intensive therapy, a childs brain could almost be re-wired to work normally.. this was my new mission. To get Joel as many hours of services possible, to re wire his brain to work "NORMAL" Joels eval went great. I was actually kind of nervous because it went so well, I was scared that they didnt see what they needed to see to diagnosis him. (I had actually taken lots of video of him banging his head, shaking his head violently while rolling his eyes in the back of his head, ect) they assured me that it was okay that they didnt see everything, that the videos helped a lot, and they'd get back to me in a week with their findings. That week sucked... I was a nervous wreck. Maybe hes not, maybe he is, if he is, what does this mean, what will his future hold? UGH. torture. My only savior through this time was My babies. Thank god for them. on 8/1/13 I went in to hear the results.. I already knew what was going to be said, but it still sucked hearing it.. "your son has Autism spectrum disorder, developmental co ordination disorder and obesity" OBESITY?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!? I laughed. All morning I thought I was going to loose it when I heard the diagnosis.. but here I am laughing.. how can a 2 yr old be obese? ya hes a big boy.. hes 3ft tall, 37 lbs.. but obese? Oi VEY! She said its just the medical term becuase hes off the charts for height and weight for a 2 yr old. So back to reality.. I wasnt expecting the developmental co ordination disorder.. but its basically him being VERY clumsy.. (which he is) hes constantly falling over his feet, not catching himself.. his therapist say he doesnt know where his body is in space.. now to the "A" word... My worst fear confirmed.. I dont know how I didnt cry..I was numb. My baby.. my precious boy who I fought so hard for.. went through hell with fertility treatments, needles and surgeries.. to get him here.. has autism. What will his future be, what will my future be. Will he go to a reg. school, will he play sports, will he have a girlfriend, wife, kids, UGHHHHHH..... All I want is for him to be happy and "NORMAL" (god i hate that word) The 2 weeks following the diagnosis were hard.. I felt alone. His fathers response was "I must have autism too, because I was a loner too" my mothers response was "They over diagnosis everything now." I had my sister, but she has her own health problems (Traumatic brain injury) and was just in no position to be a support for me.. Thank god for his EI angels. They were my support through this. It took me about 2 weeks to snap out of it.. here I am depressed over a bunch of "what if's".. and I have this AMAZINGLY SWEET AND BEAUTIFUL BOY IN FRONT OF ME.. whos PERFECT. Just the way he is. This kid is AMAZING. He has such a great personality.. If I had to pick one thing I love the most, its his sweetness... he is such a gentle, kind soul. I pray to God that he never loses that. He's happy, he's healthy, he's soooooooooooooooooooooooo smart. He is a genius when it comes to puzzles.. I mean hes just amazing! He knows every shape from circles, squares, to octagons and pentagons!! I finally realized that me being depressed was doing no one any good.. I actually saw it affecting him. and everything became clear in that moment... He is going to feed off me, how I go about this whole thing will be how he perceives it. I decided in that moment that
Autism will NOT define my son. It will be a part of who he is, not who he is. I will teach him that its what makes him special and unique. I don't ever want him to feel different. I want him to embrace every little quirk that comes out of that beautiful soul. Everything that I do, and every thing that I feel effects him. I am his number one fan and his biggest cheer leader. I will be there right beside him through every obstacle big and small. To celebrate in his victories and encourage him to do better when he fails. I know we have a long road ahead of us but This is where we are right now... welcome to our Journey! :o)
below are just a few photos.. (Im a photographer so I literally have thousands of pics of my babies! lol) but, heres a few of my lil man! some of me with him, and one of 2 of him and his sister.. its all coded, so I cant organize them, so t

heir in no particular order, but heres a snapshot of the past 2 years!
My BIG boy!! 9.9 lbs!! (gave birth all natural too!!)












