My son is turning 6. I think that sounds like a big number.
One that I can’t seem to wrap my mind around. My son Mason is my first born.
He is my first baby and first experience into motherhood.
As many of my friends and family know, Mason is on the Autism Spectrum.
We found this out early on and some have been there to support us through this experience.
We are blessed in so many ways as we had noticed some red flags early at the age of
19 months. With the help and guidance of friends and family we sought help and were
able to start services to help Mason out. These services and therapy have helped my son
to main stream into a general education kindergarten. Amazing it seems that we experienced
so much in 6 years. Some days it has felt like forever and some days it feels like yesterday when
he looked like this******
I don’t know why but for some reason I feel really emotional about this age. We have over come so much.
Mason really has been a gift from god. He of course like all kids he has had his moments.
These moments were much more magnified than the average child with tantrums and losing and
regaining his speech and language, but what I have learned from this gift is patience and to
not sweat the small stuff. I have understood that I need to slow down and when
things seem hard they can be worse. To see him playing soccer and
socializing with his friends at school is a beautiful site.
He enjoys riding his bike and making sound effects, pretending
its a motorcycle by sticking a water bottle below the seat. He swims like a fish and wants
to be a train engineer some day. He adores President Lincoln and loves historical events.
He can’t wait to visit the Queen Mary soon as it is the closest thing that compares to
The Titanic. He is a whiz at Legos. He will always have his quirks.
But I do believe in recovery after all the speech, ABA therapy, and occupational therapy.
He is my sunshine and he is my love and he has accomplished so much!
Happy 6th Birthday to our Mason!
