Well, My worst fears were realized today. Sure...I knew my son was different. He flaps his hands, he is obssessed with turning lights on, he has tantrums. I knew he was probably on the autism spectrum. "He's too social and happy" my relatives would tell me. "He's fine , he'll catch up." was another one. Mason never caught up. He can only say a handful of words, he has some strange behavior. Sick of the wait and see game...I took him to U.V.A. Medical center. The center is reknowned for diagnosing autism and developmental disorders. The verdict, autism and maybe fragile X? The fragile X caught me off guard. My life is now changed forever.....and I know I should be upbeat and happy he's in our lives....but right now I feel like my life is over. I might be changing diapers until I am 80. I am always going to need a babysitter , my son will most likely never go to college or get a job. I had hopes of my son becoming a doctor or lawyer.....and they are now gone....in one appointment. Worst....he will be ridiculed....he will be in special classes, he will never know what it is like to have friends over to ride bikes or later---, sneak out of the house or drive a vehicle.