Home / Life How I learned to stop worrying as a parent At the heart of all my questions was one thing: Fear. By Cameron Kleimo December 3, 2019 Rectangle Shortly after my first son was born, I knew something was “off.” Our pediatrician dismissed my concerns and attributed my son’s constant screaming, feeding difficulties, self-regulation issues and gross motor delays to his premature birth. She explained that he was “colicky” and had silent reflux. She reassured me that he would “catch up” in no time. Though I could not put my finger on what exactly was wrong, our pediatrician’s explanation did not sit well with me. I knew there was something else going on. I kept voicing my concerns until finally, at my son’s 5-month check-up, our pediatrician referred us to a pediatric physical therapist. I vividly remember the drive to the PT evaluation. I was terrified. I had no idea what to expect. Was there something seriously wrong with my child? Would he be okay? Would the PT be able to give me any answers? By the time we arrived at the appointment, I was physically shaking. I managed to hold it together for the first half of the evaluation but then broke down in tears. When I voiced my fears, the PT shared her observations and explained that my son appeared to have “sensory processing issues.” As a former elementary teacher and therapist who had worked with children with Autism, I was familiar with sensory processing issues, but solely in the context of Autism. The PT explained that sensory processing disorder or SPD can exist separately from Autism; children with Autism have sensory processing challenges, but not all children with sensory processing challenges have Autism. This was the first I’d heard of the distinction. After having a second evaluation with a neurologist to rule out other neurological conditions, we began weekly physical therapy to address my son’s sensory-motor issues. He was 6 months old and I was still drowning in anxiety. During each week’s session, I’d bombard the therapist with questions: What does it mean that he is having trouble crossing midline? What happens to babies who have difficulty with bilateral coordination? Why does he cry all the time? Why can’t he sleep for more than a two-hour stretch? Why does he always wake up screaming? Why are his movements so stiff? Why doesn’t he interact with the other babies at our Mommy & Me class? At the heart of all my questions was one thing: Fear. Fear that my son was not going to be okay. Fear that he was not going to be “normal.” Fear that his life was going to be difficult. Fear that motherhood was going to be vastly different and more difficult than I’d expected. The fear consumed me. I worried about my son constantly. The more I read and learned about SPD, the more fear-based questions I had: What’s the impact of SPD on school-aged children? Do they have friends? Do they struggle in school? Do they get picked on and made fun of? Is my son going to be uncoordinated? How will all of this affect his self-esteem? Little did my son’s PT know she was going to be my therapist too! I cried every week during his sessions. Until one day I realized that it was time to rewrite my narrative. There is nothing “wrong” with my son. He is a deeply sensitive, hysterically funny, intensely curious little soul who experiences the world in a different way than most of us. Yes, he processes sensory input less efficiently than your typical child, and this can definitely make parenting more challenging. But over the years I’ve learned that each challenge is an opportunity to move out of fear and move into love. When he withdraws from social situations, I have the opportunity to deepen both my level of empathy and my ability to attune to his emotional needs. When he has a massive meltdown for the umpteenth time in a row, I have an opportunity to work on my own self-regulation and to model how to stay centered in the midst of chaos. When he struggles with transitions, I have the opportunity to slow down and simplify our sometimes over-scheduled lives. When he strongly refuses to try something new, I have the opportunity to suspend judgment and think outside the box. No, there is nothing “wrong” with my son. He is navigating the world in his own special way and teaching me incredible lessons about love, empathy and acceptance along the way. We all have expectations about how our lives are going to unfold. And when things don’t turn out quite the way we expect them to, we have a choice. We can hold onto and lament our unmet expectations, feel sorry for ourselves, and shrink away. Or we can rewrite our narrative, become empowered, open ourselves up to possibilities, and grow. Letting go of our fears allows us to be present, to live in the moment and to fully experience our lives. This lets our children fully experience their own lives because they have an attuned and connected parent. No matter where you are in your journey with your child, it’s not too late to rewrite *your* narrative, just like I did. Know that whatever your child is going through, you are both going to be ok. If you have been living in fear like I was, I invite you to take a deep breath, turn the page, and start a new chapter. The latest Children's Health I’ll be an ‘overprotective’ mama this RSV season—and I’m not sorry for it Beauty & Style Shopping Guides Lounge sets that slay from home to holiday travel Motherly Stories To the mama without a village: I see you Viral & Trending This viral TikTok captures what it’s like to parent through exhaustion and mental health struggles