Once upon a Saturday morning.
I can not pin-point the day or time exactly when I started to suspect that things were slightly a-miss, but very early on in Ryan's life I began to realise he was different somehow. Something was not quite right. I started to make notes in his red 'Personal Child Health Record' (PCHR) that is every new mum's Bible. Ryan's Development 'Firsts': Lifts head clear of ground - 16 weeks. Rolls over - 5 1/2 months. Sits with support - 5 1/2 months. Sits alone - 7 months. Crawled - 7 months. Stands holding on - 8 1/2 months. Walks holding on - 9 1/2 months. Walking confidently - 13 months.
All seems spot on so far, I didn't present any worries at his 6-9 month check although the health visitor did comment he took a long time to get through the hearing test. At his 2 year review I was worried! I commented in his PCHR "Very violent episodes - kicking and hitting, not during tantrum. Totally unprovoked. He seemed aloo to have his own little language. I can understand him, just, but no-one else could, not even his dad. The advice I was given on this occasion was to not worry, he is probably just a late developer.
By his 3 and a half year check I was really concerned. He was very clumsy, had several falls, cuts, hospital visits, was (and still is) a very sickly child, not potty trained and still not speaking. Wouldn't speak at all to health visitor who again assured me he was just a late developer. His height and weight were consistently below average but I was told (yes, actually told) to stop being neurotic and attention seeking.
I was called neurotic and attention seeking on many more occasions to come too.