This was a very exciting week in the Hibshman household. After a very discouraging week prior, God blessed us with a step forward for Noah. I think God must have known that I couldn't take much more. Lately, I have been close to my breaking point but He keeps me going by His strength. I need to remember that even though I feel alone in this struggle, He is ALWAYS there with me and He will keep me from drowning.
Noah has been asking us if he can play basketball next year at school. I have kind of been dodging the question because I really didn't think that he could. Noah is very tall; he is 13 and already 5'9" and I think he is still growing. And it's not that I don't think he has some of the skills needed to play. When he shoots, it usually goes in. It's the fact that you have to be aggressive and close to other boys.
He played Upwards a while back and sometimes it was painful to watch. He had such a hard time engaging with the other players. There would always be a group of 9 playing and then there would be Noah a few feet away. I think he wanted to be in there to participate but it was too hard for him. So when he asked to play at school, flashbacks of Upwards came to mind. I tried to encourage cross country and track because I thought running away from people would be right up his alley. He wasn't buying it.
My mother-in-law bought him a basketball hoop for our house and he is out there everyday playing. I am pleased because most of his free time is spent playing video games. I am very glad to see him outside in the fresh air. He told me the other day that they would be offering open gym a couple days a week for people interested in playing basketball. I wanted to say no because I thought it would be another disappointing experience for him. So I talked to Alan and he said to let him try it.
So Thursday morning was the first open gym. Noah was so excited. I pulled up to the school and as far as he could see, there were only high school boys. I didn't think he would go in because he didn't see any middle school boys but he hopped out of the car and went right in. I sat in my car for a minute and cried because of all the emotion welling up inside of me. This was such a big step for him and I was so thankful to God for helping him. All day I was wondering how it went. I wondered if he participated or just stood to the side. Of course, in my mind, it was the latter.
I was nervous when I picked him up for school. I knew this would either make him or break him. He got in the car and couldn't stop talking about it and how much fun he had. He was telling me how aggressively he was guarding his friend and how people were helping him in his game. All afternoon and evening Noah was a different kid. He was in a good mood. He couldn't stop talking about his day. It seems as if he just wanted to be a part of something. I am so thankful to those boys at ECA who included him. I am thankful to God for using those boys to make my boy feel like one of the guys.
Friends, I humbly ask you to keep praying for Noah. And me as well. This journey is the hardest thing I will ever do. I need your prayers because I can't do it on my own strength. Thanks for reading and praying!
Noah
6th Grade
Saturday, April 14, 2012
Friday, April 6, 2012
Does It Ever Get Any Easier?
I know it has been forever since I have posted but I guess time is a hot commodity now that I am a working mama. Since it is autism awareness month, and I have had the week off, I thought I would get my write on:)
Yesterday Noah participated in a research program at Notre Dame for children with autism. When I asked him if he was interested, he immediately said no. When I told him that they would pay him $45, he said he would reconsider. We both had many questionnaires to fill out. After that, they let me watch and listen to Noah and the researcher interact. He was unaware that I was watching, although I did tell him later.
When Noah talks to us, he uses eye contact, he asks questions, and the conversation is absolutely as you would expect it to be. When he was with this adult that he didn't know, it was heartbreaking to watch. He couldn't lift his head up to even glance in her direction. It was almost as if it was painful to him to look her way. They only time he would say anything is if he was asked a direct question and even then he would speak at such a low tone you could barely understand him. She was trying to engage him in back and forth conversation to no avail. She would say something like, "Something really funny happened to me last night." She would then pause to see if he would ask. But he never did.
The whole experience was eye opening and discouraging for me. I don't get to see him interact with people very often so it was painful to watch. She asked him about his friends and he said that he didn't have any. I had to hold back the tears for that one because there was another researcher watching with me. Can you imagine if your 13 year old child really believed he didn't have any friends? She kept asking questions and got him to name a couple people at school that he thought of as his friends. Then she asked him if he wanted to get married when he got older. He shook his head with a resounding yes. She asked him why and he said so that he could have a family. As you might have guessed, I lost it at that point.
I definitely do not know what the future holds for my son. Sometimes I try not to think about it. But one thing I do know beyond a shadow of a doubt, I serve a big God. God has plans for Noah. And Noah might surprise us all. I decided a couple weeks back to commit to praying that he would get married and have a family. I know it's a little early but it's helps me to cope. Please join me in praying for Noah!
Yesterday Noah participated in a research program at Notre Dame for children with autism. When I asked him if he was interested, he immediately said no. When I told him that they would pay him $45, he said he would reconsider. We both had many questionnaires to fill out. After that, they let me watch and listen to Noah and the researcher interact. He was unaware that I was watching, although I did tell him later.
When Noah talks to us, he uses eye contact, he asks questions, and the conversation is absolutely as you would expect it to be. When he was with this adult that he didn't know, it was heartbreaking to watch. He couldn't lift his head up to even glance in her direction. It was almost as if it was painful to him to look her way. They only time he would say anything is if he was asked a direct question and even then he would speak at such a low tone you could barely understand him. She was trying to engage him in back and forth conversation to no avail. She would say something like, "Something really funny happened to me last night." She would then pause to see if he would ask. But he never did.
The whole experience was eye opening and discouraging for me. I don't get to see him interact with people very often so it was painful to watch. She asked him about his friends and he said that he didn't have any. I had to hold back the tears for that one because there was another researcher watching with me. Can you imagine if your 13 year old child really believed he didn't have any friends? She kept asking questions and got him to name a couple people at school that he thought of as his friends. Then she asked him if he wanted to get married when he got older. He shook his head with a resounding yes. She asked him why and he said so that he could have a family. As you might have guessed, I lost it at that point.
I definitely do not know what the future holds for my son. Sometimes I try not to think about it. But one thing I do know beyond a shadow of a doubt, I serve a big God. God has plans for Noah. And Noah might surprise us all. I decided a couple weeks back to commit to praying that he would get married and have a family. I know it's a little early but it's helps me to cope. Please join me in praying for Noah!
Monday, September 5, 2011
I Should Step Out in Faith More Often
3 weeks in and everything is going all right. Noah can do much more than I ever dream possible. I remember waking up at 4 am on the first day of school and worrying about all of the details that Noah would have to remember that day. Where his locker was, his locker combination, how to do his locker combination, where the lunch room is. I think I fretted about every last thing. But the biggest concern was will he make any friends.
He got in the car after that 1st day and said he had a good day. He only got lost once, and he sat with some boys at lunch. What a relief that was for me. The next 3 weeks have had it's challenges and we are working with the school to deal with them. Noah has a slower processing speed than the average student, so it takes him longer to do, well....., everything. We had a meeting on Friday and got some modifications for homework. This was a blessing because if an hour of homework was given, it would take Noah 3 hours to complete. We also thought it would be best if his teachers all signed his agenda book at the end of the day. That way his teachers could touch base with him to make sure he understood what the assignment is and when it is due.
This has been a huge transition for Noah and I feel like I didn't prepare him for it. In home school, he worked, on average, 4 hours a day. Now he goes to school for 7 hours and usually works on homework for 3. I realize now that I helped him too much in school. I didn't want him to do poorly, so I would let him always redo the quizzes and tests that he didn't do so well. The assistant principal had said that sometimes it's good for them to see a failing grade. If Noah puts 5 minutes into studying for a test, he may not do so hot. But if he spends 30 minutes, that might score him an A.
He talks about other kids all the time and that amazes me. He is interested in being a part of the social group. He even went and stood in a group of boys at church yesterday. He didn't do much talking, but just the fact that he joined the group is progress. He got invited to a sleepover next weekend and he is so excited. Noah never gets invited anywhere. I am so happy for him because this invitation has brought him much joy. And it is a answer to much prayer.
Speaking of prayer, we got a huge answer this week. We sent Noah to ECA on faith without a means to pay his tuition. I have been looking for a job for a few months now and I hadn't heard from anyone. The one interview that I did have, did not earn me a position. I was trying to find a job within a school corporation so I could pick Noah up from school and be off when he is off. I started to explore being a teacher's aide. The qualifications for this job was an associates degree or paraprofessional certification. I decided to take the test and I passed. That was Tuesday. That same day, I applied for an open position with Goshen Community Schools. On Wednesday, the principal of Prairie View Elementary called and set up an interview for Thursday.
The principal barely asked me any questions but the one thing he did ask, I didn't have a good answer. He asked me what experience I had with kids. I had none except for being a homeschooling mom. I thought there is no way he is going to hire me. And just as I was thinking that, he offered me the position. I was so shocked, I think my mouth was hanging open. The one thing I do know, I didn't get that job, God gave me that job. I should leave things to God more often, and be amazed by what He has in store.
He got in the car after that 1st day and said he had a good day. He only got lost once, and he sat with some boys at lunch. What a relief that was for me. The next 3 weeks have had it's challenges and we are working with the school to deal with them. Noah has a slower processing speed than the average student, so it takes him longer to do, well....., everything. We had a meeting on Friday and got some modifications for homework. This was a blessing because if an hour of homework was given, it would take Noah 3 hours to complete. We also thought it would be best if his teachers all signed his agenda book at the end of the day. That way his teachers could touch base with him to make sure he understood what the assignment is and when it is due.
This has been a huge transition for Noah and I feel like I didn't prepare him for it. In home school, he worked, on average, 4 hours a day. Now he goes to school for 7 hours and usually works on homework for 3. I realize now that I helped him too much in school. I didn't want him to do poorly, so I would let him always redo the quizzes and tests that he didn't do so well. The assistant principal had said that sometimes it's good for them to see a failing grade. If Noah puts 5 minutes into studying for a test, he may not do so hot. But if he spends 30 minutes, that might score him an A.
He talks about other kids all the time and that amazes me. He is interested in being a part of the social group. He even went and stood in a group of boys at church yesterday. He didn't do much talking, but just the fact that he joined the group is progress. He got invited to a sleepover next weekend and he is so excited. Noah never gets invited anywhere. I am so happy for him because this invitation has brought him much joy. And it is a answer to much prayer.
Speaking of prayer, we got a huge answer this week. We sent Noah to ECA on faith without a means to pay his tuition. I have been looking for a job for a few months now and I hadn't heard from anyone. The one interview that I did have, did not earn me a position. I was trying to find a job within a school corporation so I could pick Noah up from school and be off when he is off. I started to explore being a teacher's aide. The qualifications for this job was an associates degree or paraprofessional certification. I decided to take the test and I passed. That was Tuesday. That same day, I applied for an open position with Goshen Community Schools. On Wednesday, the principal of Prairie View Elementary called and set up an interview for Thursday.
The principal barely asked me any questions but the one thing he did ask, I didn't have a good answer. He asked me what experience I had with kids. I had none except for being a homeschooling mom. I thought there is no way he is going to hire me. And just as I was thinking that, he offered me the position. I was so shocked, I think my mouth was hanging open. The one thing I do know, I didn't get that job, God gave me that job. I should leave things to God more often, and be amazed by what He has in store.
Saturday, August 13, 2011
A New Story
Wow! So many things have changed since the last time I posted. This summer has gotten away from us. In fact, Tuesday is the first day of school. Noah will be attending Elkhart Christian Academy for 7th grade after being home schooled for the last 3 years. I am happy, nervous, worried, overjoyed, pretty much every emotion fits me these days.
The original plan for 7th grade was for Noah to stay home and do Indiana Connections Academy, a virtual public school. We wanted him to be able to go to ECA but couldn't financially work it out. Then in mid June a job was posted with the Autism Society of Indiana. It was for an ally position based out of the home to guide parents on their journey with autism. The main responsibility was to help people find the resources that they needed and also educate society about autism. I wend ahead and applied and low and behold, I got the job. And it paid enough for Noah to go to school. I was praising God for answered prayers. We enrolled Noah at ECA.
Well, I started the job and quickly realized that I was under qualified. I wasn't given any training and I was overwhelmed. I tried my best and I begged the Lord to see me through. I was all consumed by this job and very depressed. After much prayer, Alan and I decided that it wasn't for me and I resigned. Great. Now what do we do? Do we withdraw Noah from school? No, that wasn't the answer. Noah needs to be around other kids. Noah needs to learn how to live in a social environment. We prayed and we decided that I would find another job.
Last Monday, I had an interview with Mishawaka/Penn joint services. They hire program assistants for both school corporations. A program assistant is a teacher's aide and every child with a disability gets one. My interview went well and there were 10 positions available. I felt very confident that I would be hired. On Thursday, I opened my mailbox and there was the letter. The letter that anyone interviewing for a job doesn't was to receive. My heart sank.
"Lord, please tell us what to do." I prayed this over and over. I asked Alan to pray and make a decision and fast. School starts on Tuesday. He decided that Noah would go to school. I was talking to one of my pastors about our situation and he encouraged me with a story from his own life. He said as soon as he and his wife stepped out on faith and had to rely only on God, that's when everything fell into place. For the 1st time in our lives, we are doing just that. Right now, I am unemployed and we don't have the means to send Noah to school. We are doing it anyway and waiting for God to work.
"May God be gracious to us and bless us and make his face to shine upon us, that your way may be known on earth, your saving power among all the nations. Let the peoples praise you, O God; let all the peoples praise you! Let the nations be glad and sing for joy, for you judge the peoples with equity and guide the nations upon the earth." Psalm 67:1-4
God blesses for one reason, to bring glory to Himself. And if He decides to bless me with employment or if He doesn't, all praise and glory to Him.
The original plan for 7th grade was for Noah to stay home and do Indiana Connections Academy, a virtual public school. We wanted him to be able to go to ECA but couldn't financially work it out. Then in mid June a job was posted with the Autism Society of Indiana. It was for an ally position based out of the home to guide parents on their journey with autism. The main responsibility was to help people find the resources that they needed and also educate society about autism. I wend ahead and applied and low and behold, I got the job. And it paid enough for Noah to go to school. I was praising God for answered prayers. We enrolled Noah at ECA.
Well, I started the job and quickly realized that I was under qualified. I wasn't given any training and I was overwhelmed. I tried my best and I begged the Lord to see me through. I was all consumed by this job and very depressed. After much prayer, Alan and I decided that it wasn't for me and I resigned. Great. Now what do we do? Do we withdraw Noah from school? No, that wasn't the answer. Noah needs to be around other kids. Noah needs to learn how to live in a social environment. We prayed and we decided that I would find another job.
Last Monday, I had an interview with Mishawaka/Penn joint services. They hire program assistants for both school corporations. A program assistant is a teacher's aide and every child with a disability gets one. My interview went well and there were 10 positions available. I felt very confident that I would be hired. On Thursday, I opened my mailbox and there was the letter. The letter that anyone interviewing for a job doesn't was to receive. My heart sank.
"Lord, please tell us what to do." I prayed this over and over. I asked Alan to pray and make a decision and fast. School starts on Tuesday. He decided that Noah would go to school. I was talking to one of my pastors about our situation and he encouraged me with a story from his own life. He said as soon as he and his wife stepped out on faith and had to rely only on God, that's when everything fell into place. For the 1st time in our lives, we are doing just that. Right now, I am unemployed and we don't have the means to send Noah to school. We are doing it anyway and waiting for God to work.
"May God be gracious to us and bless us and make his face to shine upon us, that your way may be known on earth, your saving power among all the nations. Let the peoples praise you, O God; let all the peoples praise you! Let the nations be glad and sing for joy, for you judge the peoples with equity and guide the nations upon the earth." Psalm 67:1-4
God blesses for one reason, to bring glory to Himself. And if He decides to bless me with employment or if He doesn't, all praise and glory to Him.
Saturday, April 16, 2011
Sometimes I Forget Just How Lucky I Am
I really enjoy the new show on TV called "Secret Millionaire." It is about these millionaires who seek out people and organizations that are making a difference in poor communities. Every week, I am pretty certain that when it is revealed that the people will get a generous donation toward their cause, I will be weeping. It gets me every time. About three weeks ago, the show featured the couple that started Curves International. They have an autistic grandchild and one of the organizations that they visited was a daycare center for autistic adults.
Now these men were severely autisic. Most of them couldn't communicate very well and some not at all. Seeing this made me feel so very guilty for feeling bad about our situation. Noah seems perfectly fine compared to the men at this facility. It really puts things in perspective when you realize that it could have been worse. The center was given $250,000 to help keep it running. Of course, the men didn't understand what was given to them. One of the millionaires gave a man a pair of sunglasses because she had noticed previously that he had a sensitivity to light. His reaction was priceless. He was so thankful you would have thought that she had given him the world. And to him, she did.
A family member recently made a comment that made me angry. She said that Noah needs to start warming up to kids and he needs to make some friends. Um......duh! Almost like it is his fault that he doesn't have friends. I guess I have to attribute that to lack of knowledge about autism. Although by now, I would think she would get it. April is autism awareness month so now is the time to explain it to her:)
Noah started guitar lessons this week thanks to my generous mother. It will be good for his fine motor skills. He took a year and a half of piano lessons a while back until he decided that piano was for girls. (Noah is very specific about what is appropriate for each of the sexes) When you ask my son what he is going to do when he grows up, he always answers with, "be in a band." I guess guitar lessons are a must but we might want to have a back up plan.
Something I want to share with you from the last two weeks of my life. Be thankful for everything the Lord gives you, good and bad. It is so easy to be thankful for what we see as blessings. And then to not be thankful for the rest. Everything that God allows into your life has a purpose. And from my favorite song of the moment:
What if your blessings come through raindrops
what if your healing come through tears
what if a thousand sleepless nights
are what it takes to know You're near
what if trials of this life are Your mercies in disguise
Now these men were severely autisic. Most of them couldn't communicate very well and some not at all. Seeing this made me feel so very guilty for feeling bad about our situation. Noah seems perfectly fine compared to the men at this facility. It really puts things in perspective when you realize that it could have been worse. The center was given $250,000 to help keep it running. Of course, the men didn't understand what was given to them. One of the millionaires gave a man a pair of sunglasses because she had noticed previously that he had a sensitivity to light. His reaction was priceless. He was so thankful you would have thought that she had given him the world. And to him, she did.
A family member recently made a comment that made me angry. She said that Noah needs to start warming up to kids and he needs to make some friends. Um......duh! Almost like it is his fault that he doesn't have friends. I guess I have to attribute that to lack of knowledge about autism. Although by now, I would think she would get it. April is autism awareness month so now is the time to explain it to her:)
Noah started guitar lessons this week thanks to my generous mother. It will be good for his fine motor skills. He took a year and a half of piano lessons a while back until he decided that piano was for girls. (Noah is very specific about what is appropriate for each of the sexes) When you ask my son what he is going to do when he grows up, he always answers with, "be in a band." I guess guitar lessons are a must but we might want to have a back up plan.
Something I want to share with you from the last two weeks of my life. Be thankful for everything the Lord gives you, good and bad. It is so easy to be thankful for what we see as blessings. And then to not be thankful for the rest. Everything that God allows into your life has a purpose. And from my favorite song of the moment:
What if your blessings come through raindrops
what if your healing come through tears
what if a thousand sleepless nights
are what it takes to know You're near
what if trials of this life are Your mercies in disguise
Sunday, April 3, 2011
I'm Speechless
It's Sunday night and I am sitting here at my computer thinking about our awesome God. Thinking about His blessings that I did not ask for nor deserve. I am praising Him for what he did in Noah's life today.
Alan took the kids to youth group and I stayed home for some me time. With it being the beginning of spring break, we knew that church wouldn't be packed, but the kids always want to go. Alan called me at 6:20 which I thought was odd because youth group goes from 6-7:15. He told me that because there were few in attendance, they were having a game night. Immediately, I got a pit in my stomach because I knew that Noah would have a hard time with that and probably would want to go home. To my surprise, it was my social butterfly Baylee that wanted to go home but Noah wanted to stay.
Noah had brought his new Nintendo 3DS to church with him. Alan told me that he was going up to people and talking to them about his new gaming system. Kids that weren't necessarily his friends. Alan said he was even talking to a girl. Yikes! Let me explain something to you. Noah NEVER EVER approaches anyone to have a conversation with them. He doesn't even approach those who are in his group of friends. He waits to be spoken to first and it's iffy if he will even respond. So for him to go up to kids that he doesn't know really well and start talking to them, well that is a real breakthough that has brought me to tears. I thank God for this victory.
I do thank each and everyone of you for reading my blog. I am surprised at the interest in our crazy lives. I am encouraged each and everyday by the comments and the feedback I get from you. I used to feel very alone in this challenge that the Lord trusted me with but I am beginning to realize that I have a ton of people praying for Noah and for Alan and I as well. You must have been praying, otherwise my son would not have done what he did this evening.
Alan took the kids to youth group and I stayed home for some me time. With it being the beginning of spring break, we knew that church wouldn't be packed, but the kids always want to go. Alan called me at 6:20 which I thought was odd because youth group goes from 6-7:15. He told me that because there were few in attendance, they were having a game night. Immediately, I got a pit in my stomach because I knew that Noah would have a hard time with that and probably would want to go home. To my surprise, it was my social butterfly Baylee that wanted to go home but Noah wanted to stay.
Noah had brought his new Nintendo 3DS to church with him. Alan told me that he was going up to people and talking to them about his new gaming system. Kids that weren't necessarily his friends. Alan said he was even talking to a girl. Yikes! Let me explain something to you. Noah NEVER EVER approaches anyone to have a conversation with them. He doesn't even approach those who are in his group of friends. He waits to be spoken to first and it's iffy if he will even respond. So for him to go up to kids that he doesn't know really well and start talking to them, well that is a real breakthough that has brought me to tears. I thank God for this victory.
I do thank each and everyone of you for reading my blog. I am surprised at the interest in our crazy lives. I am encouraged each and everyday by the comments and the feedback I get from you. I used to feel very alone in this challenge that the Lord trusted me with but I am beginning to realize that I have a ton of people praying for Noah and for Alan and I as well. You must have been praying, otherwise my son would not have done what he did this evening.
Sunday, March 27, 2011
Two Days in a Row! I'm on a Roll!
Yesterday, my mother in law took Noah and Baylee to see the new installment of The Diary of a Wimpy Kid. Noah Loves the books and the movies as well. The books are the only ones I don't have to force him to read. And sometimes, I catch him reading this saga when he wasn't even asked to read. A mother has got to love that. DOAWK is about a 7th grader and the social drama that one goes through at school. It amazes me that this interests him, but it does. When they got home, he asked Baylee what her favorite part of the movie was. Autistic children don't tend to ask questions that isn't about them directly, so this made me very happy.
One of my favorite shows on TV is American Idol. I love music and especially singing. This season, there is a contestant that is on the autism spectrum. He has asperger's syndrom which is the level above what Noah has been diagnosed. He actually is my favorite but I think it may be because I have a soft spot in my heart for these people. He is very talented and if he didn't tell the world that he had asperger's, I don't think I would have been able to tell. Usually, I can spot someone on the spectrum a mile away. He is married and has a child. This gives me tremendous hope. I remember when Noah was first diagnosed, I read a very discouraging article about autism in a magazine. I read that my son would never be able to hold a job, get married, or ever live independantly. I think I have believed this prognosis just because of one author's opinion. I do not know what the future holds for Noah, but with God's help, Alan and I will prepare him the best we can.
People with autism usually have heightened senses. Hearing, touch, and taste are the ones that we deal with on a daily basis. Noah does not like loud noises. On one occasion, he nearly lost it when I accidently set off the smoke detectors in our home. He is very sensitive with socks and shoes and really any clothes that don't feel quite right.
Before we knew that he had autism, I just thought he was an extremely picky eater. I couldn't get him to eat anything except for a few things. I remember a few evenings I told him that he would sit at the table until he ate. He stayed at the table for 3 hours before he was excused to bed. His eating habits are not a battle that we fight anymore. We talked to the pediatrician at Riley's and we were told as long as he is getting supplements and drinking milk, he would be fine. He usually doesn't eat what we do for dinner but I now understand that his dislike for things isn't necessarily his fault. He eats whole grains, milk, fruit, and proteins. We need to work on getting some vegetables in ,but I think quite a few moms have that problem.
One of my favorite shows on TV is American Idol. I love music and especially singing. This season, there is a contestant that is on the autism spectrum. He has asperger's syndrom which is the level above what Noah has been diagnosed. He actually is my favorite but I think it may be because I have a soft spot in my heart for these people. He is very talented and if he didn't tell the world that he had asperger's, I don't think I would have been able to tell. Usually, I can spot someone on the spectrum a mile away. He is married and has a child. This gives me tremendous hope. I remember when Noah was first diagnosed, I read a very discouraging article about autism in a magazine. I read that my son would never be able to hold a job, get married, or ever live independantly. I think I have believed this prognosis just because of one author's opinion. I do not know what the future holds for Noah, but with God's help, Alan and I will prepare him the best we can.
People with autism usually have heightened senses. Hearing, touch, and taste are the ones that we deal with on a daily basis. Noah does not like loud noises. On one occasion, he nearly lost it when I accidently set off the smoke detectors in our home. He is very sensitive with socks and shoes and really any clothes that don't feel quite right.
Before we knew that he had autism, I just thought he was an extremely picky eater. I couldn't get him to eat anything except for a few things. I remember a few evenings I told him that he would sit at the table until he ate. He stayed at the table for 3 hours before he was excused to bed. His eating habits are not a battle that we fight anymore. We talked to the pediatrician at Riley's and we were told as long as he is getting supplements and drinking milk, he would be fine. He usually doesn't eat what we do for dinner but I now understand that his dislike for things isn't necessarily his fault. He eats whole grains, milk, fruit, and proteins. We need to work on getting some vegetables in ,but I think quite a few moms have that problem.
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