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Milestones

2015
2 years old


My son was diagnosed with autism the year of 2016 in the month of October.  It's been an interesting road.  He is a joy, and I feel lucky to have him in my life.  I also get exhausted physically, emotionally, and mentally at times. 

Milestones with him are different than other kids his age.  One that I got excited about was when the preschool teacher told me he was playing alongside the other kids.  Not with them, but alongside them, which after months and months of flat out ignoring them, was an incredible milestone.  

Also, he has learned to play peek-a-boo!  He's always loved playing that game, but his version was sitting under the blanket or hiding in a curtain giggling and stimming until you exposed him by pulling off the blanket or unwrapping the curtain.  He would just laugh, and laugh and laugh!  Last month he was sitting next to me on the couch and covered his eyes.  Apparently I took to long peeking at him, because he lifted his hands, so I said, "BOO!"  His eyes grew as round as saucers!!!  Then he covered them again, and moved them again...   and I said, "BOO!"  HE GOT IT!   Oh!  He was so stinking excited, he played peek-a-boo every chance he got for a week.  It was a bright moment in both our lives.  I'm glad I got to witness it.

Just last week the speech therapist decided to try a tunnel to play with K during therapy.  In the past we couldn't get K interested in those tunnels.  No way.  Now he climbs in and out of them and laughs...  and laughs...  and laughs.  The milestones are different, but it certainly lifts our hearts to see the progress he makes.  So grateful.

♥

Now it's your turn.  What milestone have you had in your life, or write about a milestone in a family member's life.  :)
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