He doesn't LOOK special needs

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.