Little Z

We signed the papers in March to move in to our new place at the end of April. Since then things have been pretty crazy around here.

Z's behavior got better for awhile. Then it got worse. We took him to the doctor on April 7 and discussed behavior. No diagnosis, but a referral to a child psychologist. We got him in 2 weeks later and met with Dr J.

Dr. J was a nice guy and Z seemed to really like him. Or his toys at least. Dr. J noticed Z seems to have a hard time comprehending speech as well as speaking. e were then recommended to call a speech therapist and told to come back in about a month.

On to the speech therapist. We got into the speech therapist 6 days later. That appointment went really well. The speech therapist, H, thinks that Z should only need about 2 months of once a week therapy. So we start therapy Tuesday and have an appointment every Tuesday for the next couple of months.

It's all been an adventure. I'm glad we are getting him help. I've also been trying to find Z a pre-school. I want him to go to one with kids with special needs and typically developing kids. There are a few here, but I know the one I really want is full. So my next step is trying to find someone to assess him and place him in a school. Last 2 weeks I've been taking a few days a week and a few hours a day and calling anyone I can to help. I keep getting passed on to the next person and back and forth. I know I will find someone eventually and I will get him in and he will get the help he needs.

In the meantime we just need to keep loving him and trying to keep our patience. But most days the patience thing is very hard.