DS (4.5) has suspected aspergers/hfa. CYPS discharged but agreed he has some behaviours/traits that are worth us monitoring and if we are still concerned in 6 months we can ask for a re-referal.
Ed psych is seeing DS next month (6 months after I signed the school consent form!). School have also requested that we consent to play therapy for DS. At this stage I'll sign almost anything.
I feel like I am watching DS like a hawk. Some days if he was given a diagnosis I would happily get it printed on a t shirt so that I don't have to feel so ashamed during his (fairly rare) public meltdowns and (pretty regular) rude comments and tone.
But then I have other days where I find myself desperately trying to prove there is nothing 'wrong' with him (sorry I hope that doesn't offend anyone).
A diagnosis would certainly take a tonne of guilt off my shoulders and (i hope) will help any new teachers he comes across to try and overlook how flipping obnoxious he can be at times. So why the hell do I find myself trying to push things in the other direction?
I thought I was doing a pretty good job of accepting him for who he is. I absolutely adore him, and wish school and his classmates could see the good side of him too.
Sorry this has turned I to a real ramble. Feel free to pass by without replying. I think sometimes just writing things down helps me to make some sense of the chaos we find ourselves in this yea.