Some families are baking holiday cookies, going sledding or enjoying vacation together. We’re over here navigating the next step to take in getting Baby Jo some help. How did we get here? I’m feeling melancholy tonight. I wouldn’t change my children for the world, but I also wish that things were easier for both of them.
Baby Jo’s behavior continues to decline. Transitions seem to get more difficult each week. She had a meltdown today when I told her it was bathtime. She loves bathtime.
We have started to keep track of her weight. Her feeding has been off and on since I last wrote about it. It is currently a problem again. During her meltdown about dinner tonight, I felt like I was looking at C two years ago.
My dilemma is in taking her in for the sensorimotor group sessions with an occupational therapist and speech therapist or taking her in for an autism evaluation. C was in the sensorimotor groups for over a year. He did well in them, but ultimately it wasn’t enough and that was when we realized he had autism. He is now thriving in ABA therapy. I don’t want to make the wrong choice for Baby Jo and waste months of effective early intervention.
Somehow it is easier this second time around, although the decisions weigh just as heavily on me. I take comfort in seeing how far C has come. When he spent most of his days in meltdowns with aggressive outbursts, regression, and refusal of food, we never imagined he would be where he is today. I know that Baby Jo will make great strides when we find her the therapy that she needs. It’s terrible to see my child(ren) struggling but I know that there is light and joy in the journey.