Mikey’s Progress: Portage, Speech Therapy & Nursery

When Mikey had his two year check back in October 2016, I mentioned to my health visitor I had some concerns about the fact he wasn’t speaking, making eye contact or responding to his name.

The first avenue we took was a hearing test.

A few people had mentioned he seemed deaf or that he may have hearing problems, we went for a hearing test and he passed with flying colours.


So the next route we took was removing his dummy and limiting his TV time, which improved his focus and he started to make a few sounds, but we decided together he needs some support.

So we had three options to explore: Speech Therapy, Portage and Nursery

This was October last year and I didn’t quite feel he was ready for nursery so, I went to a Speech Therapy drop in session and my health visitor applied for Portage, which went to a panel along with other applications and it was decided Mikey would qualify for it.


Fast forward to January 2017 he had his first appointment session of Speech Therapy and is now saying the words: Bubbles, Up, Pop, Daddy, Jack, Bot Bot and Yeah.

He now goes to nursery twice a week and runs off without saying bye, then cries when I pick him up because he wants to stay there (charming).

Plus on Tuesday he had his first Portage session.

I felt nervous and excited about his first session with the Portage worker, I didn’t really know what to expect.

I knew their aims were to improve his eye-contact, socialising and interaction, we’d discussed that in the initial meeting and I felt happy with these goals.

The session went really well, she brought along some toys that meant Mikey had to give her eye contact and she put her thumbs up and said “good looking” every time he looked at her.

I saw a great improvement even after just one session, so I’m excited that he has this weekly.


The fact is that Mikey is extremely clever, (like scary clever) he knows what he wants and he sees the world in his own way and he lives by it.

Time and time again I keep getting asked what “they” think is “wrong with him” by people, especially because the Autism word keeps getting thrown around.

NOTHING is “wrong” with him, there is so much right with him, he’s so intelligent and if anything overly independent for his age.

Plus it’s not for “them” to decide.

Who are “they” anyway?

Professionals who don’t know him?

I’m his mother and it doesn’t matter to me what label may or may not be given to my son, because to me a label doesn’t change who he is, I love him for exactly who he is right now, his quirks, his meltdowns, the special little moments we get together.


It isn’t for anyone else to change those things, but of course I take into consideration that he may need support and I would never hold him back from anything that can make his life easier to live, I mean celebrities pay thousands for therapies, it can’t do any harm whatsoever, so my thinking process is…why not?

I’m having these therapies put in place for him, partially because his health visitor suggested it and I completely trust her judgement, he is a very kind person, with a lot of experience and really cares for Mikey. Also my own instincts as mother tell me that although it works for him now being self-serving and not interacting with others, that it may be a struggle for him when he’s older, but there’s a good chance it won’t be.

I’d rather him have gentle therapies now to support him at a young age where he knows no different and prevent any future struggles that may happen, than waiting to see if he has to undo habits once he is in school, when it will be much harder for him because he will have more of a comprehension of the fact it is support he is getting, rather than knowing no different.


The support he is getting has improved his interaction, eye-contact, socialising and speech in such a short space of time, I’m so proud of him and how well he is doing.

If anyone else is going through a similar journey with their child please comment, I’d love to hear from you about your experience or just to know about your little one.

I will keep you updated on his progress.

Thanks for reading!



A break from blogging

So  I’ve had a bit of a break from blogging the last few months. I’ve really missed it and feel there are so many things I have missed recording about my little monkey’s.

To re-cap I have two little boys Jack (2.5 yrs) and Michael (1.5 yrs) and write about all the trials and tribulations of being their mummy. Since I stopped blogging things have changed quite a lot, I am now expect a baby GIRL!

I will talk about my pregnancy more in upcoming posts but I’m still in shock it is a girl!

I just wanted to write a quick post about why I haven’t been blogging for a while, there has been no major reason other than life just getting in the way.

So now I have my 2yr old, 1 yr old, 20 weeks Pregnancy and my wedding in 8 weeks! Safe to say I have plenty to write about…..


A typical mother’s sleep

So Paul had the day off today and let me sleep in until I woke naturally (Amaaaaaazing)

This never happens! Tell a lie, I was in agony with Sinusitis once again and needed to sleep it off on Sunday, so between Paul and my mum they let me sleep off the illness, but this has been the first proper sleep for a while where it’s just to catch up on sleep.

I have a weird dream once again involving my Dad where I have to him urgently to the doctors about his heart so he doesn’t die again (for the people who don’t regularly read my blog, my Dad passed away last year).

I wake up look at the clock and smile at how lucky I am to have such a thoughtful and caring Fiancé, go down the stairs looking like death to just catch our new health visitor in time before her leaving!!! GREAT!!!!!

If I’d have left it two minutes more I’d of missed her, but now a million thoughts are running through my mind a minute, here are few:

“She thinks I am a terrible mother who sleeps all day and parties all night!”

“She thinks I’m a slob that doesn’t get dressed all day and never washes”

“She thinks I don’t even know my kids and Paul might as well be a lone parent”

Ridiculous and most likely untrue, but I’m sure most mothers can relate, and although she said I deserved a rest and should take any opportunity to rest, my mummy guilt still eats away at me inside that out of all the mornings I spend tackling these two monkeys whilst trying to clean the self dirtying house and feeding them their breakfast, whilst getting dressed and having fun with my kids, she came on the one I was let off from!

A typical mother’s sleep I’d say, never guilt free. 


As proud as poop!

Most mums to be can’t wait for each and every moment of when their baby arrives, but I think most would agree you don’t look forward to the dirty nappies! If I’m honest the thought never bothered me, as I’d nursed for 6 years, wiping bottoms was something I did without a second thought! So I thought I’d be prepared for the novelty of stinky behinds…but I wasn’t.

Both of my sons were premature and suffered from constipation, full term babies can also suffer from this but I was told their prematurity didn’t help. As most of us know (pregnant women especially) Constipation is uncomfortable at the best of times, but to be a little person who has no idea what this pain is, it must be terrifying!

My son Jack who was born at 29+5 weeks gestation, would go a week without pooping, this would result in hard pellets he had to painfully push out before he could ‘unload’ his packed tummy! This sounds horrible, right? It was much worse, he screamed in agony and I was told by my health visitor until he was 3 months he couldn’t be prescribed anything to help him, I tried everything natural….boiled water, orange juice, you name it I tried it.

When he was 2 months old at my wits end I took him to the doctor and to my surprise and anger I was told a baby of any age can have Lactulose, it’s completely natural! It worked, we never had the problem again, after a month of using it, his body had regulated itself, he was full term and the problem never returned!

With my second son Michael (born 35 weeks gestation), he had taken to breast feeding and was pooing every two days! I was so pleased, yet last week I had been aware he hadn’t been for a week, he had done this the odd time before and relieved himself eventually with no struggle, my health visitor assured me as long as he wasn’t struggling then it was fine. Only last week he screamed in agony, I knew without even checking that he was having the same problem Jack had suffered with, as he writhed in agony, I lathered his backside in Vaseline and massaged his tummy as he eventually pushed through the pain. A few days later I was struck down with Sinusitis and was prescribed (BF safe) anti-biotics, as I was breast feeding they went through him and he was again regulated.

To most people constipation is an irritant best not discussed, but being the mother of two babies who have suffered from it, the agony in their scream makes me terrified and helpless, I hope they never have to experience this again!

I was prompted to write this post as my son just had a full feed, then went on his play mat and within minutes…wall-ah! he filled his nappy (and I mean to the rafters)!

So to the mothers who may complain about their babies poopy nappies just be happy they’re doing it pain-free, my babies are both pooping away without batting an eyelid and that makes me…as proud as poop!