Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Andrew in school
I met with Andrew's teacher last week for our first parent-teacher meeting. We both are concerned about Andrew's language and his social skills. And she told me he is having a rough time with transitions (like forget about lining up after gym...running laps around the gym while everyone else lines up is more his style). She suggested we get an evaluation.
I sent a letter to an agency nearby that will come to the school to assess Andrew. They will observe him in the classroom and pull him out for a one on one assessment. After the assessment, this agency will recommend some next steps. The teacher told me that often they recommend a one-on-one tutor for a set number of hours a week to help kids like Andrew in the classroom. I imagine the tutor doing things like talk Andrew through how to line up, what to say to a friend, etc. etc.
Dave and I are on board with all of this. We feel like if Andrew needs help, then let's get him help. In a way I find this validating. Andrew is a handful and it's comforting to me to hear confirmation that he is indeed a handful. But, honestly, I wish he didn't need help. There is a very real part of me that wishes he was at the top of his class and had strong friend making skills.
I'm trying to take all of this a day at a time. And I'm trying not to blame myself. And I feel like, for the most part, I've been successful at those things. Being a mama is so hard. So heartbreaking. But, holy guacamole, I love that kid.
Posted by Dave at 9:07 AM