From the beginning I had this feeling that something was different with Daniel. I couldn’t place it but I felt it. He would just scream and scream and I did everything I could think of to help him. It wasn’t colic I knew what colic was and this was not it. He would only cry at certain times, he would throw his arms up and make this sound that was something I never heard before when he was cold. Now that I look back I can see he would get upset at many things that had to do with sensory issues.

No chunky or crunchy food!

He began to walk not crawl at 8 months old, he actually began to run not walk. He wouldn’t eat chunky food, he had no desire. He would not drink from a cup still does not fully but we have had major progress in this area. Ariel didn’t seem to have any of these eating  problems. He wouldn’t look at us. I would call his name over and over again. I knew he could hear us. He would look sometimes if there was a sound or if I said his name while he was playing he would once ever so often smile a little. (He did have a hearing test later, no problems) Hardly any eye contact. Since Ariel didn’t show any of these signs I thought maybe it was because he was a boy. I had never been around baby boys before.

Then there was the meltdowns.

I noticed that he would have melt downs in the store and then it would last for a long time at home. As he got older the only thing I could do was let him be in his room. I became pregnant again and it took all my energy. My little Joshua didn’t give me the great pregnancy that the twins did. This little guy made me sick. I blew up like a balloon and got vertigo. David had an office job at the time that was very stressful for us both so that added to the dynamics.

Please stop screaming!

Daniel would just scream sometimes he would scream all day non stop. I would try to give him everything I could, do whatever, find toys, put on shows anything but nothing would work. When David would come home I would be so frazzled that I would just break down. There was nothing I could do. Then there would be days where he was perfectly fine. It made no sense. No rhyme or reason. One day he would love something the next day he would hate it.

Anything that spins.

He only found happiness in anything that would spin. So I found everything I could, all things that spin. That made him happy. He was almost two and still not eating solid foods. We told his doctor and he didn’t think anything was wrong with Daniel because he seemed very social. He was kind of social; he would make eye contact sometimes, smile, and look at people sometimes. To on lookers or other people he just looked like a busy toddler who wouldn’t sit or behave. To us we just thought he was like us, he didn’t like being around a lot of people. We just thought we didn’t like people or something, well that wasn’t really the case we just had to come up with some reason why we never fit in with others. That seemed the easiest route.

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