Firstborn: The Story Continues!

Shortly after I found another nursery school for my son. It was in a home that was converted into a schoolhouse in the middle of a residential neighborhood. The school had been around for years and the owner had originally been a teacher at the school prior to purchasing it. The atmosphere was very nurturing and a bit more old fashioned. I really liked it so I signed my son up for a couple of days per week.

He really enjoyed going to his new nursery school. He liked his teachers and they liked him but sometimes the teacher’s could not understand what he was trying to say. He also had a difficult time during circle time. While the other children would sit in a circle with their legs criss cross applesauce my son would be laying on the ground or rolling around. Transitions were also extremely difficult. My son just could not stop an activity and go to the next. He also seemed to be a bit more active then most of the other children.

At home my son was certainly a messy and fussy eater. He chose milk over food. He hated anything mushy including ice cream or mashed potatoes. His playroom would transform into a disaster area anytime he was down there. Certain noises would bother him and he’d cover his ears with his hands. At night he’d struggle getting asleep.

My husband and I were frustrated. Our son was challenging and it was taking a toll on our marriage. I constantly felt like I had to defend my son to my husband. My husband began to drink and avoid our problems. We’d have good days but then there were a lot of bad ones too. The bad ones usually revolved around my son. Regardless, I always stood up for my son. After all he was just a little kid and dependent upon his parents. He didn’t know any better. He couldn’t help his-self.

Then one day the nursery school director approached me. She stated that she noticed that my son struggled at preschool with transitions and his speech was not clear. She suggested that I might want to call my pediatrician. In my heart it was the moment I was waiting for because I had suspected something was off but most would have thought I was an over paranoid first time mom.

I remember that day clearly. It was December 23, 1998. My son had just turned three 6 days earlier. I remember thanking the director and proceeding to my car. I hadn’t even pulled away from my parking spot when I made the phone call to the pediatrician. It was suggested that I should contact the Hackensack Medical Center for a full evaluation.

I drove home and walked into my house briskly. I grabbed the phone and dialed the center. I spoke with an intake specialist. I asked for them to fax the forms over with all of the CPT codes so I could verify everything with my insurance company. I immediately contacted the insurance company and got their approval.

After that I quickly called back Hackensack Medical Center to set up the appointment’s. I felt a bit relieved after that phone call. Surely, the professional’s could tell me what was wrong with my son. ???

The next day when I arrived at the pre-school I informed the director of the appointment’s for the evaluation. The director stated that never in all her years had she seen a mom react, accept, and pursue that something might be wrong with their child. For me it was a burden lifted off my shoulders that day. I knew the looks I got when my child acted up. I knew the thoughts of bad parenting crossed people’s minds. I was looking for an answer and I wanted to HELP MY SON.

Copyrighted 2011: danadogooder and DMT


About danadogooder

Happily married for 20 years except when he is pissing me off! ' Mommy of 3 boys, a yellow female lab named Curious, 2 kitties Trouble and Kornelia, and bird and fish! Yes, we have a Zoo! Love to cook, entertain, and travel. I give new meaning to, "You can't fight city hall" Cause I fought worse, "Yes, The Board of Ed! " I live in a houseful of ADHD, Dyslexia, Auditory Processing, Sensory Integration and Allergies!!! I love being a Mom, to have fun and am always joking around! My job titles are: Wife, Mommy, Advocate, Friend, Maid, Cook, Self Employed Business Owner among many others!
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