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Sunday, February 5, 2023
Friday, February 3, 2023
2023 so far...
2023 has been a year of reflection for me already.
My Grandma passed away on New Year's Day, the day after J's 8th birthday. While being in her room on NYE it made me realise that I spend too much time on social media and made me reassess how I spend my time.
As I created the powerpoint presentation of photos to be played at her funeral service it made me want to organise and sort photos. Who needs 2000 screenshots!?
Then at a swimming lesson, J's swimming teacher brought up the idea of a blog again, which would someday turn into a book. Something POSITIVE about these amazing neurodivergent kids. She is so used to me crying happy tears at swimming lessons, it's the norm. Haha!
Then J had his first speech therapy session of the year and he's made huge gains there. He's at the lower end of average!
Then he had a session with Miss D from LL and is reading words without sounding out or hesitating!
He had a huge brain break over the school holidays. It allows him (and me!) some downtime. I cannot wait to see what this year brings. I love you JJO!
School journey. Prep till now (Grade 3)
Prep was a bit of a rude shock if I am honest.
That first report card was rough. We didn't know what to expect but it wasn't THAT. I also had the very unfortunate experience of meeting with a "guidance officer" (I say that very loosely) for what I understood to be discussing cognitive testing. Unbeknownst to me, this testing had already been completed. This was all in the process of obtaining some form of "impairment" funding to allow J to be supported well in class. J qualified for physical impairment, but as I was soon to learn, he didn't qualify for cognitive impairment, as he was "too smart". I wasn't sure if that was an insult or not. Then came the "All we can hope for it that your child will be an independent functioning member of society. He will never be college educated". Cue Mumma bear losing her shit. I know that this person will not be invited back to the school, which is a comfort. I would hate for another family to be subjected to the same insensitive remarks. So, always trust your gut and fight if it is called for. I have to hand it to the school, all the way through Prep to now, they have always been incredibly supportive and inclusive.
English has always been a struggle, however, with the assistance of extra-curricular therapies thanks to our NDIS funding, huge progress is being achieved.
Math's has been a bit hit and miss. J does take extra time to process things.
In Grade 1 J had an amazing male inclusion teacher who he adored. That was definitely a positive as well as his two teachers being young mothers themselves, so being very sensitive to J and his needs. By the end of the year J was just below "average" for Math's and English. Let's be honest too. English is dumb.
J adores being able to participate in before school soccer/football depending on the season. He loves joining in when it is any game with a ball. He loves to ride his bike and scooter and is currently saving up for a skateboard. (Give me strength!)
Grade 2 was wonderful with another gentle teacher who set J up with assistive technology. J struggles to write (He is a lefty) as his hand strength just isn't there, so a school iPad and keyboard were arranged. This allows J to submit his work in Microsoft Word and his teacher would edit it. A maximum of 2 or 3 I think, so as not to discourage J in his learning journey. Same grade for English but Math's has improved, which he maintained all year. And for the first time I was able to attend excursions for both my boys which made my Mumma heart very happy. He "passed" everything else and achieved an above average in Physical Education and Music, which he enjoys. His effort and behaviour are both very high with amazing comments on his little personality and attitude.
I have already touched base with his Grade 3 teacher, and I think this year is also going to be a resounding success. I am just beyond grateful that we have so many incredible people on J's team.
We were told that our unborn child may not walk or talk. He is walking, talking, running and jumping. He is also compassionate, cheeky, stubborn and kind. What more could we ask for? We just want you to be happy Master J!
I knew that when we were in that counselling room, while I was still pregnant with J, that we would be okay. Because I looked at Hubby and said, "I'm sorry" and he looked at me and said, "I love you". I just hope Hubby also realises how much I love him! You're a good egg, SJO!