Hi all
Not been on this section of mumsnet before, in fact not really a big mumsnet user so far, but have a feeling I'm going to be in here quite a bit from now on so wanted to introduce myself.
DS1 is 2.11 and has just been dx with ASD. We've had concerns about him since he turned about 2 years old. We left the UK to live in Malaysia when he was 16 months old, at that point I'd say he was developing on a par with his peers. It took a while to get settled in a new country etc and for a long time (mainly because I was pregnant with ds2 - 8 months old now - and having an horrendous time with vomiting, dehydration, drips etc etc I don't do pregnancy well) I pushed the issues with ds1 to the back of my mind. Finally in January of this year I took him to see a SALT. Everything is done privately here if you're a foreigner so I can just book him in and take him to stuff, just have to pay for it! She diagnosed a speech delay in both receptive and expressive language, this was already obvious to us anyway, as he had a vocab of around 10 single words, has never said mummy or daddy, cannot say yes, only has a few animal words and some body parts which he has since lost. She also referred him to a developmental paed as he had minimal eye contact, mouthed the toys, slammed his body against a sofa, had no verbal imitation skills. All red flags that I realise now I was just avoiding dealing with.
So we went to the paed who did the MCHAT with us (didn't realise he was already outside the age range for this I think?!) which came out with borderline ASD. She felt he definitely had some sensory processing issues - which funnily enough I'd already thought about for myself. When he was a baby he could not sleep - of course being our first we thought we were doign something wrong, but more and more I'm convinced he already had problems then. He would windmill his arms and legs still at 1 year old, we would have to hold him down to get him to relax enough to fall asleep and then he would only sleep in 1.5 to 2 hour stretches at a time. I was exhausted and suffering severe PND and PTSD related to a terrible traumatic failed induction and EMCS when he was born. He still has sleep issues now. Anyway paed was reluctant to put a dx of ASD on him at that point, we are going to see her again on the 16th of this month.
Sorry, I'm going off on a tangent here and rambling, just getting it all off my chest sorry about the ramble.
His behaviour since seeing the paed has deteriorated. He flies into rages at the slightest change in his routine (and by this I mean if i happen to be in a different room to what he expects when he wakes up, if I put the key in the door before he feels I should etc, ANYTHING can trigger him). He is repeatedly slamming his body into the sofa, he is uncontrollably upset by his younger brother crying. I found an ABA service provider here which will also do diagnostic evaluations. We took him 2 weeks ago and have just had the results of her eval back. She has rated him 36 on the CARS2-ST, giving him a diagnosis of moderate ASD. Not a surprise and in a way a relief, but still saddens me greatly.
Long story shortish....We are planning to do a home based ABA programme. I will be one of his therapists to cut down on cost, I am at once eager to get started but also terrified and I don't really know why. What if it doesn't work? What if ds2 becomes jealous of the time I spend with DS1? I already feel so guilty that ds1 takes so much of my attention. How the hell am I going to cope with doing it when I'm so fricking tired all the time? (ds2 wakes at least 2 times a night to be fed still and refuses to sleep after 4am, ds1 wakes for random reasons crying and cannot get back to sleep). At the same time I feel terrible moaning to you all as I have it easy in comparison to some, I have help here as dh works long hours so we have someone coming in every day to help me around the house, and still I feel like I can't cope. What's wrong with me?! Need to get a grip.
Oh my goodness, this is horrendously long, I commend anyone who has got to the end of my self indulgent cr*p. Sorry and thank you!