I Found Hope

The first week after the diagnosis, I grieved. I cried, I screamed. I questioned my faith and I prepared myself mentally for a worst case scenario. I felt as if I had lost my son. My husband spent hours researching treatments and therapies and then suggested we try a biomedical approach.

The Beginning of What Was to Come

I was 24 years old when I had my son, Christian, in 1999. He was such a good baby. He started taking his first steps when he was just two months old. He had a lump on the side of his neck and I noticed he couldn’t turn his head.

Interventions Helped!

When Aareck was born, he had some medical complications. He developed pulmonary hypertension, along with pneumonia. He was hospitalized in the NICU for ten days. For seven of those days, he was sedated and hypersensitive to touch, lights, and sounds.

A Fun and Awesome Kid

In 2006, we welcomed another baby boy into our family. Luke was born with a shock of jet black hair and a beautiful disposition. He was an easy-going baby, breastfed well (always hungry) and was a gorgeous brother to Jack.

When I Found TACA

I wasn’t at all surprised when our then 2-year-old son, Eddie, was diagnosed with autism. I had read a lot about autism and knew that Eddie had many red flags, especially the stimming and lack of language.

We Have Come a Long Way

Tristan was born in November 1999 after a wonderful and uncomplicated pregnancy and delivery to a first time mom. He breastfed immediately and the first few months after he was born were “normal” per all the baby books I read — no colic, sleeping well, normal looking and smelling bowel movements, and no unusual fevers or ailments whatsoever.

Music to Our Ears

My daughter, Ryan, was born December 4, 2002. Three and a half years later, she was diagnosed with autism. I became concerned about her development at age 2 ½, when she didn’t answer to her name, protested any demand placed on her, and was extremely tactile-defensive.