Yesterday we went to speech therapy around noon. The therapist said that Sebastian had the best session so far. His eye contact has been improving lately, and he is more attentive to his environment.
That night I went to work. Everything was fine when I called around seven, but when I finally came home around 3 am my babysitter said that at ten o'clock Sebastian had had the worst tantrum ever, was crying and grabbing her hair.
Sebastian's stool has undigested food on it again and it looks only a little better than before GAPS diet.
Why does it always seem to be the case with me: whenever we seem to be making a step forward, it's followed by a step or two back?
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