Well it happened. I stopped enjoying my second.
My older son is 27 months and it’s pretty clear he’s on the spectrum. Not yet diagnosed because he’s extremely verbal and can converse, but he’ll likely get a level 1 diagnosis in the next few years. He’s currently in OT for sensory seeking behavior and vestibular insecurities. He didn’t point until 20 months and I knew the second that milestone was missed at 12 months that something was up. He was an EXTREMELY colicky baby up until 7 months or so.
My second is the happiest little guy ever. God he is so smiley and joyful to be around. Just constantly smiling at me and his dad. I was in pure bliss for the first 6-7 months because he was such a happy baby and I didn’t experience that with my older son.
Now that he’s 7 months, I’m starting to notice he’s not yet doing back and forth noises with me, or mimicking me. His name response is 50-50. My gut was right about my older son, and now I’m wondering about my second.
It’s completely taken away the joy of my second which I tried so hard to avoid, but I don’t know how to not focus on it. This sucks and I’m sad.