Christian has autism and it took 9 out of his 10 years to diagnose him. When he was diagnosed in October of 2010, I felt both relief and devastation. Relief because after nine years I had a name for the turmoil my little boy has been suffering from the moment he came screaming into the world; relief for finally getting the help he needed...and his father and I needed to cope.
Devastation because Christian would have to suffer the stigma, the challenges that come with his intellectual disability.
This devastation was temporary though because as we got further into his therapies and other support systems were established in both school and home he began to improve first slowly then in leaps in bounds, giving me hope and a new outlook for the future.
Because I now know, even though he has his moments that try my frustrations, Christian is a sociable and very loving child that I know will be a wonderful outstanding adult.
I deal with my frustrations, sadness and confusion by writing such as this blog.
So when Christian was diagnosed I wrote about it.
I named it Forever Christian.
It is posted below... I hope you like it.