I finally called this morning and made a referral to the Autism Spectrum Disorders (ASD) center.
The weekend was extremely tough with her. She has had tantrum after tantrum. Her longest one lasted 6 hours. yuck.
It really sounds extreme when I type it up... And no, she is not sick or anything. It is not a dramatic change from the usual either.
I don't know why or how I could miss this, but I realized just this morning that she tantrums during transitions: daycare to home, play to dinner time, family time to Dad goes to work, sleep to waking up, awake to night time, etc... Plus the million other things I have not conceptualized yet.
Her speech is still impaired and we started to work on transitioning her to preschool program when she turn 3 in 6 months. She will be tested by school in May but I'm not waiting on much. I'm just pretty much certain she will receive speech, her delay is so obvious.
She has not had speech in a month because of insurance issues (just missing paperwork) and she is regressing. I thought she would at least maintain, not regress. It just shows how fragile her progress is.
I've completed that questionnaire from childbrain, the Pervasive Developmental Disorder (PDD) assessment (I know it experimental, but it was right on for V). And, yep: she scores mild Pervasive Developmental Disorder (PDD) like V.
V's counselor told me she was not too young to be tested, even if she is borderline like V. She said that if her needs are intense enough they will not let me down even if they can't diagnosis her yet. She mentioned some informal sessions to help toddlers and their family.
So after all this, I thought "why not. let's go with the referral". She will also be put on a priority list because she is so young, so the waiting time should not be as long as it was for V (it was 8 months for V).
Guess what I'm doing next: a picture schedule for Sweet Pea! Yeah... I'm living on a different planet. And you guys are the only who share this weird planet with me. What happened to the joy of parenting? Sure I love her to pieces, but why do my kids have to be so difficult?
It sure makes you wonder if it's not me... but I don't think it is. Just hard to wrap your head around it.
Here is my little update.
May the saga continue.
The weekend was extremely tough with her. She has had tantrum after tantrum. Her longest one lasted 6 hours. yuck.
It really sounds extreme when I type it up... And no, she is not sick or anything. It is not a dramatic change from the usual either.
I don't know why or how I could miss this, but I realized just this morning that she tantrums during transitions: daycare to home, play to dinner time, family time to Dad goes to work, sleep to waking up, awake to night time, etc... Plus the million other things I have not conceptualized yet.
Her speech is still impaired and we started to work on transitioning her to preschool program when she turn 3 in 6 months. She will be tested by school in May but I'm not waiting on much. I'm just pretty much certain she will receive speech, her delay is so obvious.
She has not had speech in a month because of insurance issues (just missing paperwork) and she is regressing. I thought she would at least maintain, not regress. It just shows how fragile her progress is.
I've completed that questionnaire from childbrain, the Pervasive Developmental Disorder (PDD) assessment (I know it experimental, but it was right on for V). And, yep: she scores mild Pervasive Developmental Disorder (PDD) like V.
V's counselor told me she was not too young to be tested, even if she is borderline like V. She said that if her needs are intense enough they will not let me down even if they can't diagnosis her yet. She mentioned some informal sessions to help toddlers and their family.
So after all this, I thought "why not. let's go with the referral". She will also be put on a priority list because she is so young, so the waiting time should not be as long as it was for V (it was 8 months for V).
Guess what I'm doing next: a picture schedule for Sweet Pea! Yeah... I'm living on a different planet. And you guys are the only who share this weird planet with me. What happened to the joy of parenting? Sure I love her to pieces, but why do my kids have to be so difficult?
It sure makes you wonder if it's not me... but I don't think it is. Just hard to wrap your head around it.
Here is my little update.
May the saga continue.