My Son Eli Part 2

Ok, so here is more about my son.

I did not interact much with him as an infant.  I watched him from a distance.  I had been put on meds for depression and had to meet with a counselor once a week and meet the Doctor once a month.  I did that for 5 yrs.  In that time frame they changed it from Baby Blues to depression to me being Bipolar.

For my son, he hit all his growth marks early.  He started talking and walking, months before average babies do, he took to reading like a duckling takes to water.  He is reading in the collage levels now.

His being an only child was a reason I used to put him in Day Care after he turned 3.  I am an only child myself, and I really didn’t want that for him.  I wanted him to be able to interact with other children.  Sending him to Day Care, did create problems.  LOL.

He wasn’t talking to the Day Care Providers.  They suggested he should be tested for hearing problems.  So we had him tested.  We even ended up going to a specialist in the city to have him examined, but they found nothing wrong with his ear, throat or eyes.  He just wasn’t talking to people outside of the family.

LOL, after all that testing, and sharing the results with the Day Care, that there was nothing wrong with him another kid started being brought to the Day Care, that amazed the Providers cause my son and the boy hit it off.  They told me how the two boys would sit in a corner together playing and they never said a word to each other.

He did start talking to people outside the family after his little sister was born.  When he entered the school system, he again went back to a quiet boy; it was about the third month in school that he started talking.

I think it was second grade that we got called in to speak with the teacher.  She was complaining to us cause she was having trouble with him not putting his book away when it was time to move on to the next subject in class.  If a child finished a subject early the teacher encouraged the students to read while the other students worked on the assignment.

His father was unhappy with the fact he was a book worm and wanted to get him into sports.  I flat refused to let my son play American Football.  So in the end he played Soccer for a few seasons.

More of my son’s story will come next Friday.