But today I feel the need to blog.
Today it's Subject Review, otherwise know as Parents Evening!
Leaving work with an early pass, tired due to Moglet Daddy arriving from NYC in the middle of the night, Subject Review is quite honestly the last thing I want to attend today. Even with all my years of experience on both side of the fence, there is always in the pit of my stomach a nagging doubt about these times. As I leave work today I heard myself say to a colleague," I don't want to go."
What I meant was, I don't want to spend the afternoon trying to education people about dyspraxia. I don't want to spend my afternoon on the defensive. I don't want to spend time offering explanations without looking like I am making excuses for my son. I just want to go as a 'normal' parent, waiting to be pleasantly surprised or even horribly shocked. I want the solutions to be as easy as rewards and maybe removal of privileges.Today I am feeling battle wary.
Because it is a battle. Even with the good school and the ongoing support, it still feels like a battle. A battle to keep everyone informed, to make sure the support is in place, to make sure Moglet is organised, to coordinate agencies... The list goes on.
But if it's a battle then I am a fighter. The first fight I pick is the wrong one, getting into an argument with Moglet number 1 about the state of his room was not a smart move. My timing was poor to say the least. Its another thing I have to swallow before I can metaphorically strap on my armour and enter the fray.
But guess what! I have come home a winner. Yes, I have dealt with the " If only his presentation could be better.", not once but twice. The organisation issue was, let's say 'mentioned'. And of course if he could just concentrate for longer periods we would be laughing.
But really they were minor issues. He is making progress, he is sociable and his oral skills are fantastic. No one was wholly negative.
So why am I a winner. Well, today I heard the magic words...
"Your son is amazing. Given everything he has to overcome he astounds me everyday. Since the beginning of the year his attitude has changed. He longer says I can't, now he says I can. Yes, presentation isn't great, but his effort is second to none. You can be so proud of him. Oh, by the way did I mention my son is Dyspraxic?"
We have a teacher who gets it! A Maths teacher no less. I have won the lottery!!!!