Deb, I would say your first step is going to see DS3's school SENCo (have nursery had any contact with him/her yet?). Will he need speech therapy/OT in school? If so, do they have programmes in place and someone to provide them?
Unhelpfully all local authorities have different funding structures, so in our authority he'd probably actually require a statement to access the S< and OT/physio that he may require. In others the school should have the funding to bring this in without needing a statement. I would try and have a word this side of the school holidays as these things can take time and they need to have the programmes up and running in September if that's the line the professionals want to go down.
Secret, I'm no expert but I do think that consistency and boundaries are two of the most important things you can do to manage behaviour - I certainly found that was the case when teaching, but it's much much harder as a parent
. Have just lost the plot tonight with DS2 cos he wouldn't tidy his toys and when I threatened to put them all in the garage he asked if he could help me
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It's easier for me to practise benign neglect cos my boys have each other to play with - harder when you're DS's source of entertainment at home.
Keep going with the consistency though - and slap dh's wrists if he gives in
. I have friends who practise very inconsistent parenting and they really are beginning to suffer for it
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Very hard to go down the investigations route when ttc but some simple blood tests could rule out certain things or even give you some idea of your chances. Having said that a 39 yr old friend of mine had tests last year that entirely ruled out a natural pg and she's expecting DC1 in August! So it doesn't necessarily prove anything one way or t'other.
Talking of fab GPs, the GP I had when I was first diagnosed with IF was absolutely bloody amazing - I actually cried the last time I saw her, and she gave me her email address so we could keep in touch. She was so delighted when we conceived our boys it was lovely. For some reason where I live now seems to be cursed with the most unbelievable number of awful GPs. Ho hum.
Wish us luck for tomorrow - we're potty training No 2!! 