Kameron is now 4 1/2 and was diagnosed around 2 1/2... BUT I started noticing things around 18 months or so...
He wasn't talking, not even mama.
He was obsessed with anything in the shape of a circle.
(He had a set of pool rings and a set of stacking cups... I think the cups came first) and they went EVERYWHERE with him. Seriously, those cups are in every picture I have of him in about a 6 month period!
He would have meltdowns constantly (especially if he lost a ring or a cup, he had to have them all, and he knew!) And these were not temper tantrums. It was like he lost control of himself and wouldn't even see me. I learned quickly that there was nothing I could do and he had to ride it out.
He obsessively lined things up... cars for example... one exactly in the middle of every square tile in my kitchen, all faced exactly the same direction. If we switched two around or moved one facing a different way, he wouldn't get upset, but he'd walk out, study them and move them back to the way he had them in the first place. He also organized my pantry by brand, size and content. I miss that! LOL I never had to look for veggies!
He didn't play with other kids, except for Kassidy. He would play along side them but would not interact. It got to the point where he would shut himself in his room so he didn't even have to interact with us. We finally started locking him OUT of his room so he had to!
Severe sensory integration disorder - no one could touch his mouth, ears or feet or he would FREAK. Getting a pair of socks on him was drama enough but ohhhh for a kid with constant ear infections, the doctor struck absolute terror in him. I didn't even bother with the dentist till last year.
So all that to say, I KNEW something was not right with Kameron. I told his doctors over and over and over and they said "oh he's a boy and a second child, he'll grow out of it." GRRR So when we moved from California to Tennessee, Kameron was almost 2 1/2 and I was 7 months pregnant with Kennedy. I was determined to find out what was going on with my son! I went to my new hospital here for my first OB appt and I walked onto the elevator and there was a huge sign that said "Are you concerned about your toddler's development? Call us!" I was like YES!!!! LOL So I called, he was tested, sent to a developmental ped who diagnosed him with PDD-NOS. Frank and I were actually GLAD because this meant he would get help!
So within a few weeks time he got started in speech and behavioral therapy and all of the sudden something just "clicked". He really started to make progress. Now, like I said, he is 4 1/2. His vocabulary is way beyond his peers, he can read! He no longer lines things up... any more than a typical 4 year old at least. He's not obsessed with circles (but he is obsessed with these little miniature zoo animals lol). His sensory issues he has learned to control... but this is ongoing... he won't touch a rice krispie treat to save his life, but he loves them! LOL I will hold it and he'll eat it. He will touch play-doh now which before he wouldn't dream of doing! He doesn't freak about his ears hardly at all anymore, and he insists on putting his own socks and shoes on
. His mouth... well, 6 months ago when we went to the dentist it took 4 people to hold him down just so the dentist could count his teeth! LOL Last week when he went he laid there on his own and let them polish the front ones but couldn't stand the vibrating part in the back. The Dentist didn't get bit... this is a good thing! LOL
Right now he's in a developmental preschool... the same one Kennedy will go to when she turns 3... but next year, on his teacher's recommendation he will go to a typical pre-k. He's SO excited! (Though he'd rather go straight to Kindergarten lol.)
Anyway, that's Kam's story. Thanks if you read this far!