Typically this is the time of year where parents are doing the happy dance. Well I am doing a partial happy dance… My girl is going back to school after being homeschooled for a year. YAY! She is so ready and so am I. However my boy will be starting school this year for the first time… He is 4 and will be attending a special program to help prepare him for Kindergarten next year. This program is through the public school. Am I grateful for the program? YES Does that mean I am less nervous? NO
I feel like a major ball of nerves. The closer it gets the sicker I get. Lots of reason really..
1) First IEP meeting and no one that will be working with him was there. I mean literally no one! Excuse was it was summer they were off.. So I have no idea who he will be working with..
2) His teacher won’t be coming until Sept. So he will have a sub until then. Which I understand she had a baby and it was in the NICU until just recently. I get that and understand. I wouldn’t want to come right back to work either… But why the year my son is gonna be in your class.. Yes I am aware of how selfish that sounds but when your son doesn’t transition well you tend to be slightly selfish.
3) I worry about the bullies! Lord help me if he gets bullied, I will be that schools worst nightmare mommy. I can’t stand a bully! My son stims in a weird awkward way and I can’t seem to get him to change that to something less awkward. He says that he can’t change it because it helps him think better when he does it.
4) I worry just because I am MOM.. Telling me not to worry is like telling a flower not to bloom… I am gonna do it. I have been his soul caregiver for 4 years now. I have had no help from the outside and dang it I am scared. I am scared that they will abuse him, I am scared they will judge him, I am scared they will try to turn him into someone other than who he is, and I am afraid he just won’t need me anymore. Yup there is that selfish thing coming out again. Sometimes these things are slightly about me. However while I acknowledge that, I know that is normal as a mom. I felt that way when my daughter had her first day of school..
I feel like I am gonna also be out of the loop with my sons care. I feel like someone else is gonna be making decisions for his well-being without me. People who don’t even know him will have opinions. This is not sitting really well with me. Oh and you don’t have to tell me how controlling this sounds I already know. But don’t you realize that parenting a child with Autism is about control. We have to control so many things just to get through a day.. Trying to avoid over stimulation, under stimulation, meltdowns, social awkwardness, and we are just trying to make sure our kids have the best childhood possible.
So while I am suppose to reliquensh some of this control to the staff at his school, I am scared to do it as well. People say “oh you are gonna love the break”. You are right I might actually take care of me for a change. However I will not stop worrying that he isn’t being treated fair or being hurt. In the end the only person who can take care of him the best is me, HIS MOM. That doesn’t mean I don’t need help and I am trying to let go. So please be patient and kind with me while I work through my worry, fears and just let me cry when I need too.
See letting my son go to school is way different than when my daughter went to school. I was sad but happy for her at the same time. It was a right of passage with her, but I knew she would be fine. She could tell me if she wasn’t and I would stomp someone if needed. However with my boy it is scary. He is verbal but shuts down when things are bad, he doesn’t like to tell me about his day. Ask him and he says “i don’t know”. See that scares me, because will he tell me if someone is hurting him? My son is picky about how he eats his food. So I worry what if it isn’t the right temp and he doesn’t eat? If he has a meltdown, will they be patient with him? Will he be punished for something he can’t control? See all these are fears I didn’t have with my daughter.
So when you ask me if I am excited about my son going to school and I respond “not really”. How about you say “I understand” instead of telling me how much I need this break or how great it is gonna be to have all this time alone. Because truly I could give a rats butt about that time. I want him to be okay and loved.