A proud mama moment.

I was supposed to post this last night, but Family night took over and I fell asleep with my boys in my arms.

Now, for those of you who haven't been following the "Life of Michael Paul" for the past 4 yrs, let me catch you up to date on things.

Newborn- Congential Pneumonia, Enlarged heart/Lungs, Asthma, and a descending "Male part". Yeah my baby was all kinds of sick when he was born.

12mths (1 yr) goes in and gets his MMR, Polio, and a few other shots.

15mths, Insurance is cancelled the day before we are supposed to take him in for a well baby check up.

18mths, Insurance is back on so we take him in to get "3 shots" and be done with them until he is 2 yrs old.

20mths old, I start to realize that my "Healthy baby" is starting to slur his words, his vocab has went from 35 words/phrases back to that of a 10mth old (babbling).

21mths old, after 3 weeks on the phone with ISD/Lyle Torrant they FINALLY get out to do a checkup on Michael.

22mths old, we are told " Michael may have speech delays."
(well DUH I knew that, but thanks for telling me.)

24mths (2yrs), we are told ' It's called SLI."
Hmm wth is that and how did he get it?

Speech and Language Impairment.

Oh, and we are also told " He has Autisitc Like behaviors."

Huh?? "Autistic Like meaning what?"

He may have Autism, we're not sure.

Talk about wanting to slap someone so hard their brain falls out their head!


3yrs old, Michael Sr passes away. Michael loses his daddy 2 days after Thanksgiving.

3.5yrs old, he is placed in Regular Classes at Lincoln with 2 of the best teachers I've met.

He is now 4yrs old, and I was given the Diagnosis of Aspergers Syndrome with Speech Delays by his Peditrican at the age of 28mths old.

As I said, this boy use to have a vocabulary that would put me to shame.

I've been working really hard with him to say his name correctly " Minael Paul" just wasn't cutting it.

So, what does Michael do? He looks at me yesterday and says ' My name is Michael Paul."

talk about wanting to ball like a newborn? I do/did.

In the four months that I've been trying to get him to say this, it finally clicked.

Dennis has been working with him too.

Michael doesn't call Cars vroom vrooms anymore, they are " Tars" (C's have the T sound with him).

Michael doesn't call Hunter my brover anymore, it's Sunter Dean (close enough for now).

Michael has came along way, and I have to believe it's my hardwork finally paying off.

So yeah, I am one proud mama right now. My baby is starting to show signs that he can actually understand what I am trying to teach him. It's hardwork, but this boy is well worth it, every bit.