A New Journey
Saturday, February 25, 2012 at 5:30PM
Last Friday we spent the day having Bambino assessed for autism.
We had been waiting for this day for just over 6 months.
How it all began:
Last year, after giving birth to Bugaboo, I went through a period of postpartum depression where almost everything made me sad. Because of this, a public health nurse (the BEST public health nurse in my opinion!) started making regular visits to the house to provide support and assure that things were moving forward as they should. Of course, during those visits, she was able to interact with Bambino and watch his progress as well. It was during this time that she suggested speech therapy because Bambino, who had just turned 2, was speaking less than 10 words. We visited the speech therapist once a month just for an update but no progress was made. We also took him for hearing tests semi-monthly, to ensure everything was working properly (and it is). Last summer, we were referred to a pediatrician who, after interacting with bambino and listening to our story, decided it would be best to refer him for autism testing.
I should clarify that it wasn’t just the speech that was a concern. Bambino also rarely looked anyone in the eye and had what could almost be called an obsession with lining up his toys in an exact row. He also showed little interest in playing with others. There were other signs as well.
So for 6 months we waited. Knowing what the outcome would be but hoping that maybe, just maybe, Bambino was just taking his time learning to speak and was shy amongst his peers. But we knew...
The week leading up to the assessment I was so nervous. What if they confirmed that he was autistic? Or what if they confirmed he wasn’t? Then what?
But Friday came. And, after a long day of talking and playing, it was concluded that Bambino is, in fact, on the autism spectrum.
And so a new journey begins. A journey to help Bambino move successfully forward. Where he can learn to thrive in a society that I pray treats him well and understands his quirks. Because really, we’re all a bit quirky, right?
This week I called to start moving forward with funding, and left a message but never received a call back. The other number I was given to call re: autism resources and support just rings busy.
This is not a promising start.
Sometimes I want to cry but mostly, I hang onto the fact that Bambino is the same beautiful, smiling boy that he was before the assessment and that this is no way changes that. In fact, this can only help us understand him better.
That is, if anyone ever decides to return my phone calls!


