You may remember that last summer my son Josiah went to a pediatrician to see if he should be referred to be assessed for autism at the local children’s hospital.
I never heard from the hospital so on Monday I called them to find out that they had never received a referral so we had to go back to the pediatrician.
Today we all went to the hospital to see the pediatrician for the second time. I warned the kids ahead of time that it would be boring and there wouldn’t be a lot of space to play so we packed up some books to bring along.
The wait started out well. For about the first 5 minutes. It was shortly thereafter that Josiah decided that he wasn’t going to stay put and he took off and sprinted through the dialysis unit (the waiting room was right next to it, and the door was open.)
Fortunately, he didn’t cause any damage to equipment or people. Whew!
Thankfully, it wasn’t too long before it was our turn to go in to see the Dr.
Josiah was already bored and done with his books and toys and wanted to climb onto the exam table while I tried to talk to the Dr.
And then suddenly a nurse runs in all out of breath…
With 2 more nurses running behind her…
Ooops, Josiah pushed the Code Blue button.
All of this right after the Dr. said that Josiah is fine because he’s talking more now and he answered a couple of questions that she’d asked him, and that he just acts out because he’s fighting for my attention with so many kids we have. We need to spend more one-on-one time with him. Oh, and we should send him to daycare (because apparently that would help me spend more time with him? I’m not sure her reasoning was on that one. Maybe that I could be a better mom if I had more “me’ time?)
I’m frustrated. I felt unheard and like my parenting was being criticized. Mostly, I don’t know what step to take next.
Is God closing this door because He’s saving us from further appointments that would result in the same conclusion? Or do I push?
James 1:5 tells us,
If any of you lacks wisdom, let him ask of God, who gives to all liberally and without reproach, and it will be given to him.
So for now, I’ll be praying for wisdom. I’ll enjoy my sweet boy, who is the same today as he was yesterday, with all of his strengths and quirks and challenges.