Yesterday was TC's IEP.
Let me first start out by saying, nobody should have to attend an IEP while "Aunt Flo" is in town. This IEP was to discuss changing TC's schedule....maybe getting him into more "specials classes" instead of life skills.
This year TC has been mainstreaming more with a 2nd grade class. This helps him with participation and group activities plus helps him work more independently at the same time. His new teacher, Ms. S (whom I had not met til' yesterday) seemed very hands-on and TC has nothing but nice things to say about her.
So the meeting started off with 4 of us and they brought in the specials teacher so that made 5 total. The teachers discussed his progress and what would be best for TC to help him continue to progress. I mentioned how TC has recently been coming up to us saying how he isn't smart.
And I started to cry.
I haven't cried in an IEP in atleast 2 years. WTH was wrong with me??? The crazy thing is, when I started to cry, so did Ms. S.....which I thought was sort of precious. This lady loves my son. That is so very important to me.
I am crying again.
Anyways, we have a plan in place. TC will only be in life skills 1 hour a day in order to do computer time and have a brief recess. He will go to mainstream 2nd grade for the morning and will go to lunch with this class as well, and in the afternoon he will go to specials for one on one. I think it is a good plan.
I am blessed to have teachers and a principal who want to see my baby continue to progress. I am blessed to have such a terrific son (and daughter) who make me want to be a better person every day of my life.
Now let me go find some kleenex!