I believe that God gave children with special needs only to people that He trusted to take care of them. Even the ones that ended up with someone other then their natural parents I think God led those people to the children that needed them most. That is how I got Adam!

Agreed. I don't believe God gives us more than we can handle. At times it seems like a mountain, but he also says that by trusting in him, we can move those mountains.

As far as the pitocin, it is a drug that they give you to induce labor. It brings the contractions on. It was kind of interesting having been induced twice. My first and third child were induced, while my 2nd was not. The intensity of the contractions I felt only at the end of my delivery w/o pitocin was how I felt all the way through with the two deliveries I was induced with it.

I strongly agree. God does not give us more than we can handle and I also feel he has prepared me for my children in many ways. It is almost comical. My children almost mirror my brothers and I. Both of my brothers have similiar issues to my boys and while not quite as short as my daughter will be I am not that tall myself. She has dwarism.

I also had a boy in daycare who I know now was autistic, he was not diagnosed as so then, I learned a lot from him. He was dumped on me with out any help and he couldn't talk. Had a huge list of problems, he was a foster child.

I know God does not give us more than we can handle and I know I can take anything he can dish out but I really wish He didn't trust me so much sometimes. I am truly glad that he did trust me with my children I wouldn't have it any other way.

I have unfortunately run into people who do not understand and want to voice there opinions on my child or how theirs are not like that and they no how to behave better than that.

I took Zach to an eye dr to check his eyes because he was crying all the time an banging his head and we thought maybe he was having headaches, we knew it wasn't his neck, dad's a chiro.
Any way he started crying and screaming like a terrified animal and wouldn't go back into the exam room, he ran for the front door and the dr caught him trying to make him go back there. I had previosly explained autism to this guy and he said he understood and would give it a try. He obviosly did not understand. I wanted to scream at him "take your hands of my child" I did not of course. Then as I was saying forget it he is not going to do it, the guy had the nerve to look at me and say "have you ever tried discipline" I looked at him dumb founded, I said" it is not a discipline problem He is autistic he doesn't understand what you wanted him to do and he is scared. I and walked out the door with Zach still sobbing and very upset. I was so upset myself. We have always gone to this dr and he is just across the street from my dh's office. I wish I could have said more to him but being in a small town and having to watch our reputation to not hurt business my hands are really tied. I have told several of my friends and family who were going to him. I won't go back and neither will my dh. It will never cease to amaze me at how inconsiderate people can be.

I'm shocked that in today's day and age and with all the recent news coverage that any medical professional would react in that highly unprofessional way! I'm dumbfounded! Ridiculous! Obviously you'll never go back there again! My son, before more of his words came did a lot of crying and tons of headbanging. He still can't usually tell me why but I try to figure out the antecedent to understand the current meltdown du jour. Poor Kid! Can't imagine what it's like to be one of our boys trapped in a body that wont work the way they want it to. God, It's gotta be frustrating for them! Just try to help him with his words, or PECS or Talking machine or Signing. As soon as he can communicate better alot of the crying and headbanging will improve. All the Best.

i put a sort of poem in the discussions list called 'For Special Mothers" it sort of say what your co-worker said to you. And yes I have people say things when Selina has thrown herself on the floor in the shopping centres and their answer is that she looks so normal. I have even had someone report me to the police because I have been standing over her When she is on the floor. I think some people would be surprised to spend a day in our shoes and what we have to do an dput up with. Our children are very special children. Love Donna

He is able to talk more now and did some then but he was just so upset at the time he did more crying than anything. He finally started saying "my foot hurts" and he would show us on his foot where it hurt. Dh tried adjusting it but it didn't really need it. I took him to our family doc who again was a pain, and I have not taken Zach back to him since. He agreed to take xrays but found nothing. His nurse told me as we were leaving that they had found nothing on the films and didn't know what to tell me. I had ask specifically for a referal to a podiatrist. Zach wouldn't let her look at his feet either so she gave us some suggestions and we tried again later to get him to let her look. He still refused so we went to an orthopedist who was even more of a jerk than the eye doc. He even worked in a children's hospital who regularly sees autistic kids and others with disabilities. He told me because he was jumping around and walking on his toes he was fine. I pushed it and said he doesn't feel pain the same as we do so for him to cry and say it hurts it has to be really bad. He still just brushed my off and really made me mad, this time I didn't hesitate to tell him I was disgusted. The intern with him actually appolized to me. He did say I could buy over the counter orthotics to put in his shoes if I wanted to and go back in 6 weeks if that didn't help. I said I would not be back and refused to schedule the apt. with the receptionist. I called the podiatrist on the way home and she scheduled him to be fitted with custom orthotics that his insurance payed for. He didn't like her messing with his feet, but I called her back later that day to say for the firt time in a long time he left his shoes on in the car and on when we got home. With in a few days he quit complaining and was closer to himself. But it took me about 2 months of persistance to get it figured out. Definatley worth all the work and arguements I had with the docs. I really wish I could publish a book for profesionals who deal with these kids just in passing to let them know more about them. It is my understanding that unless it is their specialty docs do not know a darn thing about our kids and they don't want to try. It makes getting good healthcare next to imposible.

My husband laughed at me the other day when I said we really need someone more like a veterinarian than a pediatrician. A vet can look at an animal and tell you by how they look and what you tell them what is wrong with the animal. But a doc wants to know from the child what is wrong. maybe we should find a way to create a new doctorate program where they go through vet school and then on to med school or somehow combine the two. Just a weird thought. Frustrated with docs right now. For lots of reason other than Zach's issues.