Noah has been such a pill lately! He misbehaves every single chance he gets. I'm discovering that in many ways, he functions at a 4 year old level. It breaks my heart. Ya know what else? He looks like a normal 7 year old little boy! Um, well, actually he looks 8 or 9 cause he's so tall, but I digress.
Today we went to eat at Five Guys Burgers and Fries in Lubbock. Noah doesn't eat burgers. They had hotdogs so I thought that was great. He likes hot dogs. He apparently only likes hotdogs the way I fix them. They split the weenie. He didn't like that at all. he didn't like the way the weenie tasted. He made a scene. I'm not entirely sure I handled it well either. Everyone around us was watching him (and probably me too). To stop the scene, I fed him. I cut up the hot dog and bun and fed it to him with a fork. What a sight.
He LOOKS so normal. People don't understand. They don't understand why he gets treated like a much younger child. Honestly, if you talk to him, you wouldn't even notice that much. I notice. I'm his mother; believe me, I notice. I wish I could explain my child to others. I wish I could make family friends and others ONLINE understand the comments Pastor Husband and I make about him. Why can't I? What am I going to tell them? I don't know what is wrong with him. SOMETHING is certainly "off" but I don't know what it is.
We are on a waiting list at UNM in Albuquerque to see a developmental team and hopefully they'll be able to help us. In the meantime, I am waiting for the dr's office to call me with an appointment for a local developmental psych and praying they can help us while we wait 3-6 months for UNM.
Until then, I'm going to love my little boy, take up for him, and discipline him the way his daddy and I feel is best for him.