Not such a great day here, went to playgroup, haven't been in months so sam didn't cope too well. Clung to me most of the time and when he did play, it was only by himself with a train set. He barely spoke and when he did he couldn't find the words. I said "how are you feeling, Sammy feels..." (thanks yeddi!) and he just said "upsad" a mix of upset and sad I know it's not for the best, but the mother in me just wants to cocoon him away from the world and protect him. It feels like my insides are being ripped out when this type of thing happens.

Also, spoke to the lady who is doing his assessment over the phone today. She said she doesn't think he meets the asd criteria. I don't agree, the more I read, the more sure I am that he's on the spectrum. I don't think we are going to get a diagnosis this time. We had a guest pediatrician at playgroup though and I was talking to him about it all. He said that if I'm not happy with the diagnosis to come and see him, he said he can see there are issues and will do another assessment if I want. So, I guess that's positive. I just want to get the help he needs, it seems to be getting worse and worse, I suppose because he's getting older. I know realistically we are starting this journey earlier than most.

Sorry for such a depressing post, I'm just feeling a bit down about it all. I just want to protect him and I'm not doing a very good job.

Eta- oh effjay- poor Evan. I'm guessing you had that heart wrenching feeling today too then. Hugs. I hope the transition of the new teacher goes smoothly.