I enjoy being around my son. He is a true joy in my life whereas once upon a time, I felt like so many of you, “Why me? What now? HELP!” It does get better. Your child can get better. Do not give up on the diet, it DOES work!
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.
We immediately started weaning Gavin off the medication and started the GF/CF/SF diet and basic supplements, consisting of vitamins to help with constipation (one of his worst problems) and to help fight yeast overgrowth.
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.
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.
Mia was a premature baby, born at 34 weeks. I had a very complicated pregnancy, and to this day doctors still don’t understand my pregnancy. I lost 40 pounds while pregnant, yet was never nauseated or sick.
Our twins, Teddy & Tara, were born on June 24th, 2008. They were perfect, healthy babies. We realized how lucky we were and never took a second for granted as I had had an extremely difficult pregnancy.
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.
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.
Marcus was diagnosed with autism two months before his third birthday. There were signs that something was not quite right since he was a baby, but he was our first child and we didn’t know any better.
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.
Our firstborn, Wesley was born in May 2004. My pregnancy was pretty normal, except for a little mild preterm labor in my third trimester. He was born at 36 ½ weeks and was healthy.
What is autism and what does it mean when you hear that your son may have this diagnosis? These words first ran through our heads in 2003, when our son Skyler was 2 years old.
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.
Medical professionals gave them little hope. “We had to become our child’s advocate,” says Sue. “We had to find doctors we could trust. We were living under a veil of bleakness, feeling isolated.”