I don’t want to jinx anything, but we’ve had a few good days in a row here. He did his fabulous belly laugh today for the first time in ages. He’s smiley and happy – still stimmy – but it isn’t quite as obsessive as it’s been recently, just typical stuff.
He reached out for me and pulled me into a hug twice.
We’re still working on being able to call me by name, or respond consistently when asked by a therapist “Where is your mom?” I can’t wait. He can point to my picture and even pick me out of a picture of several people when asked “where is mama?”, but referring to me personally is yet to come…but it will.
As of today, we seem to be almost back to where we were before Thanksgiving. Once December came, he had a sinus infection, an intestinal bug, and then all the upheaval with his classroom and turnover of his therapists...not to mention the GFCF diet that didn’t work starting in January…poor guy hasn’t been himself in a long time. It’s good to see him coming back.
And darn it, I’m not jinxing it. He’s getting better.