It took me a while yesterday to release all of the tension I have been holding after weeks of preparing for yesterday’s IEP meeting. And, yeah, Jack’s annual review IEP meeting is in two months, but I am just so happy to not have this hanging over my head for a while.
I spent today nursing my sick Sam back to…well, he’s still sick, so I didn’t do much, but I did watch Kung Fu Panda with him.
I spent a good amount of my day smiling and thinking about my new no-imminent-IEP-meeting weightlessness. Not that I think all of our problems and challenges are over, but that’s one down. And it went down for the good guys.
I sent thank you notes and emails to many of those involved, including one to the principal with a list of major changes to the IEP as I see them, to make sure there’s another piece of paper in the paper trail. And to make sure that I really do understand what happened and didn’t spend the last half hour of the meeting in some sort of happy hallucination.
I also did some thinking about Jack’s teacher and what she did. I sent her a handwritten thank you note. I also thought about what she said about the fact that Jack NEVER gets to the academic centers that the kids are supposed to do after they finish their independent morning work. She said that even if Jack likes his task and is available and willing to do it, he still does it so slowly that he just never makes it to the centers.
I’m really bothered by this. I’m also bothered that I didn’t know quite how bad it was.
I knew that he needed constant redirection. I knew that he didn’t always get to the centers. But that’s how I saw it: “He didn’t always get to the centers.” I didn’t realize it was: “He never gets to the centers.”
I’ve badly wanted to volunteer in both Sam and Jack’s classes, but haven’t been able to thus far for a multitude of reasons. Last year, Sam’s teacher didn’t seem to want volunteers. This year, I’ve been so busy with work, that any day Quinn is in school I haven’t been able to go, plus I’m hesitant to volunteer in Jack’s class because his behavior can be worse when I’m around. I found this out at the co-op preschool he attended.
I think I’m going to have to start volunteering though. On a regular basis. Not only do I want the powers that be to know that I’m around, but I want to see how he does and what suggestions or help I can provide.
There are lots of thoughts rolling around in my head. I’m going to take a couple of days and try to relax and lets those thoughts sort themselves out a little bit.
And I’m going to let some of my relief about the IEP seep into my bones more.
* Who here knows where this quote comes from?