A note from my heart....
A note from my heart..... Advaith was a chubby and handsome boy during his child hood. All his motor milestones were on time. He started walking by 11 months and was playing with his brother and friends. He was a happy and active child. After 1 ½ years, slowly he went into his own world, he stopped responding to name call and was obsessed with cartoons like Thomas and friends. He was showing great interest in soft toys, trains, music. He stopped waving. He was not bothered about people around him. He was not bothered even whether I was around or not. He stopped babbling. He started crying for small reasons. I still remember that one day he cried for more than two hours continuously because the power went off and the TV was not working. We realised that something was wrong with him. After a lot of confusion, he was diagnosed with autism. Once while we were staying at a hotel, he started crying for his blanket at night. He cried for a long time and gave us the car keys to