Barclay was three-years-old, and nonverbal, when he was first diagnosed with autism. He didn’t know how to play with toys appropriately. He’d line them up and if the rows didn’t perfectly align, he’d meltdown. He wouldn’t watch or engage...
Barclay was three-years-old, and nonverbal, when he was first diagnosed with autism. He didn’t know how to play with toys appropriately. He’d line them up and if the rows didn’t perfectly align, he’d meltdown. He wouldn’t watch or engage in age-appropriate movies or television shows. But one day, I noticed something peculiar. I had onContinue reading My Baby Boy He’s No Longer, But My Baby He’ll Always Be