Siblings being siblings.
I can feel a small storm brewing in my oldest son and it's growing from change rolling his way. Middle school is coming and with that, a lot of uncertainty.
I've been working on helping him, but I'm not sure how well it's eventually going to go…
Last spring it was officially put in his IEP that he needed extra visits to his new school to be with his new staff before the new school year even starts. We were given a social story that has pics of the new school and his staff- which just causes frustration and tears when we attempt to read it. I've looked up YouTube videos of kids talking about how they adjusted well to middle school- and that just made Mr. L mad…
He has been sharing with us his fears, anxieties, and concerns. But my husband and my responses have been on deaf ears. I don't know how to break through to him that I will help him and support him every step of the way.
Little baby Mr. L
I mean, I have been there since the NICU learning how to advocate for him. I was there when he got his first IEP and at the same meeting I had to demand he changed schools to be in a safer environment for his growth. I advocated for a new school when he outgrew that box and I refused to take no for an answer when it was time for him to take up space in a general education classroom. I stood up and did not back down when his new principal lost him and I kept fighting when that principal retaliated by trying to keep him out of the year book and refused to have his school picture taken.
Has always been a good big brother
I have never accepted no when it came to my kid's needs and I have learned how to speak up and be heard even when my voice shook and my legs felt wobbly. I learned how to ask the right questions and I acquired the verbiage and specific vocabulary to jump through the hoops a-holes have put in place as road blockers to success for those who are already fighting daily battles.
Little boy shenanigans
I put in the effort to build relationships with the people who worked the closest with Mr. L and I invested in their emotional bank accounts and made teams of support for this kid and you can make the biggest bet you want that I have no problem doing it again this year.
Getting ready for school
I just wish my child had the understanding of how much we both have grown and I wish he understood that I see him, I see where he has come from. I see how damn hard he works every single day and I could not imagine being more proud of him and the effort he makes humbles me. If all I can do is make sure he walks into that middle school with an understanding that I have his back, then I did something right by him.
I just don't know how to do this, yet.
Accomplishing goals & loving roller coasters!
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