It’s been over 6 months since the last post, how far my guy has come.  Luke turned 4 last month.

He’s chatting it up.  Big time.  I think I’m currently stuck in a lovely, maybe naïve, spot where I feel like everything is going to be fine.  However, there are moments that I remember a really shitty word called regression.  He is slamming doors again, turning lights on and off, I know it’s all stimulating to him and sometimes out of anger but it reminds me of when we first started therapy and how horrible that time was.

He’s in general ed this year which has been helpful socially.   I went on a field trip with the class to the Apple Orchard and definitely was able to tell that he’s different than the rest of the kids (thanks to the slight meltdown the entire way back on the bus) but it’s fine.  I feel that I’ve matured as a parent in the past 6 months a lot.  He knows every kids name in his class and comes home singing songs, he still has a long way to go but has come so far.

Sleeping is still terrible, we have an appointment in a few weeks with a new sleep doctor.  I feel like it will never get better.  4 years of this already.

Little sis is awesome, they have become buddies (most of the time) and chase each other around and argue over Katy Perry and Rihanna.  She has a lot to say too, so the more vocab around the house has helped everyone out.

We had the apraxia walk in August and raised close to $5K for the charity.  Maybe in our lifetime they’ll figure out what the hell causes it and how to prevent it.