Here’s how I finally got help for Sensory Processing Disorder.
For my older son, I had a litany of signs for 3-1/2 years that told me something was wrong, despite reassurances to the contrary of his doctors.
The Tipping Point
It all hit the fan when our nanny left to have her own baby shortly after my oldest son turned 3. Yes, I was extremely fortunate to be a stay-at-home mom with a nanny; but, looking back, I really needed the help.
My older son had been used to having either me or the nanny completely to himself. All of a sudden when she left, he was forced to share me with his baby brother. So what did he do?
He cried. And cried. And cried. And cried. And cried. Over EVERY little thing. 
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