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He is Simon.

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We are parents of a special needs child.


A child with autism.


A three-year-old child who laughs and giggles and runs like the wind. A child who will rub his back against the wall in his classroom when it is time to transition from one activity to another. A child who says "awesome" with the best pronunciation. A child who hesitates before stepping into his sandbox and then carefully examines his shoes when he gets out. A child who comes into our bedroom each morning, climbs into my side of the bed, cuddles in for a moment and then whispers, "get up." A child who can count to 20 and recite the whole alphabet but has no affirmative answer (no "yes" or "yea"). A child who gets himself up after being put to bed to sit in his big red Simon chair and look at books.  A child who loves to be tickled and chased by his Dad. A child who has the best smile. A child who asks to have waffles at least three times a day. A child who eats ketchup straight with his fork. A child that has the biggest heart.

The meeting today with the Autism team was conclusive as to where Simon stands right now. He now has a medical and an educational diagnosis of Autism Spectrum Disorder. He is high functioning, there is no doubt about that - but there is also no doubt that he is on the spectrum. He qualifies for additional school services through the state. Our family is in flux right now with a move on the horizon - either back into Eugene or Portland. Depending on where we move he will likely be placed in a reverse mainstream (50% normal developing kids and 50% special needs) preschool with a teacher(s) that has additional training with special needs kids and an emphasis in language development. We will be connected with an Autism specialist from Early Childhood Special Education who will come to our home and work with us on issues we need help with - including school recommendations. There are great supports here in Eugene - and I am sure in Portland as well.


I went into the meeting today knowing what the outcome was likely to be, but hoping in some place in my heart that they would come in and say that he was fine. Maybe that this was all an over-reaction. Something we as over-protective parents had made bigger than it needed to be. It feels more final now - not in an overly dramatic sense - just made more real. In a lot of ways tonight I feel like I am grieving again...similar to how I felt that day back in January after the initial diagnosis. I am tired. So tired. I am so busy with work right now that I almost can't let myself process it or I will just completely breakdown. And yet, I know he is fine. And we are fine. He is the same little dude he has always been.


And it really is so nice to have something concrete - something that is in writing that will enable him get the help he needs. That will help us explain to people when they are shocked to hear he is Autistic. Or help explain his special diet. Or explain why he needs a bit more time processing transitions or directions.


Chris and I are such practical people. So level-headed. But I know we
are both feeling really sad right now. I am here in Salt Lake tonight
and it is hard to be away from home. I just want to say thank you to all of you for your kind thoughts and prayers and words of support. For sending me emails telling me your stories about your children and other family memebers. I will get back to you soon. I just want you to know that it means so much to me to have people out there who care so much about our family.


And yet, I know it will all be
fine. He is fine.


He is Simon.

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