Monday, June 4, 2012

Still Around

I love the little top hat.

We're still here. Curt finished first grade with a straight A average. Yippee! The year-end IEP went well. He will still get help next year. Why do they always tell you when you sign the IEP that you are signing for him because he is under 18 and that when he is 18, he can sign for himself. Really? Thanks for the encouragement.

I still worry. I just don't worry every day. It does get easier. His school ranked first in the Western part of our state. Unfortunately, that ranking is based on TCAP scores. And, boy, do I hate me some TCAP.

Stepson will be a junior next year. He moved here to live with us at the beginning of 7th grade. That in itself is mind-blowing to me. His football team were state runners-up last year. An extremely fun season in which I became obsessed and now qualify as an offical (obnoxious) "football Mom." I know have a whole new group of friends. Yes, me, the "no new friends" person.

Life is good. It is hard some days and it is wonderful on others. Husband and I are possibly getting along better than ever.

Still have my prescription for Xanax, but the bottle remains (mostly) full.

Wednesday, December 7, 2011

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Friday, September 23, 2011

A Long-Overdue Update (which is actually disjointed messages to Ange)

Ange posted an update recently about new challenges occuring at middle school. I'm sure if you're reading this, you know Ange. After all, she is the queen of the late-talking Mom bloggers. But, just in case, be sure and read her and Jack's story. It made me call the Camaratas. (Note: messages are edited slightly, mainly for grammar.)


I'm posting this on my iPad so hell. It will be riddled with errors. Deep breath. Yes, hormones. You may remember that we have had my stepson since he was 13. Yowsa. Was not prepared for that in a boy. Bad from 12 to 15 in my case, my knowledge.

The have to have things "his" way? Like, where he puts his glass at "exactly" the same spot and what time we do things? Holy moly. If I tell him were taking a bath at 7 and try to put him in at 6:58? No. He sits in the same place and has his routine and if gets out of it except for certain things, ball games, only on weekends btw, he will freak.

Tried tiny football and quit. Loved the exercises but couldn't take the stance for 9 minutes then action for 30 seconds. I am a perfectionist. Are you? Is this why this is extremely hard or would it be this hard anyway? I wonder.

I resonate with your post and applaud you for telling the raw hard truth. I am already seeing in first grade many kids separating from him.

Doing great, gradewise, though. Still in resource. Can't handle the whole group. May be this will be my next blog post. I have been bad, but don't know one day what the next day will bring.


Forgot to you lots. Blips in road for all of us. Stepson got another D. Been a struggle with him for different reasons. Yet, he is a football star so who cares? That was sarcastic. Hardy freaking har.

Ok. Another one. Curt also fought sleep. When he went to preschool and napped, it was midnight or 1 a.m. before we could get him to sleep. Only then did he start sleeping in our bed so we could get some sleep! Unfortunately, he still does. Not a queen or a king. Full size. Ouch.

The worst is that he is still such a picky eater. Won't try anything. When I say he eats five things, I am not exagerating! People look at me like I'm such a bad parent, "Just make him eat! If he gets hungry enough, he'll eat!" WRONG, people. He would go through pre-school all day not eating a thing. His doctor made me feel better. She said, "Eating and potty training you cannot win. It has to be their decision. He's getting what he needs. He's better off than lots of kids who just eat junk." Whew.What he gets is Boost Plus in the morning and evening and gummy vitamins. And some of those five things...

Where he seems to be different than Jack is this: Jack worries, Curt does not. He does not give a RIP about what other people think. Sometimes it's downright embarrassing. Sometimes I'm proud of him for it. First grade boys don't want to hug, unfortunately.



OK, you're going to wish you hadn't asked me for stories! What we did to help sleep. Curt has always had to take antihistimines for his allergies. I read one day about this certain Rx. Side effects were sleepiness, hunger and constipation. I called the doctor THAT day and he bean taking Periactin (generic is cyproheptadine) ever since. It has helped tremendously.

Thursday, May 5, 2011

Yeah I'm THAT kind of Mom

It's hard to believe Kindergarten is behind us. I mean, school is not over, but the testing is done this week and Kindergarden graduation is next week, so for all practical purposes, it's a done deal.

We had our IEP this week. Wow. No behavior goals for next year because none are needed. Can you freaking be-LIEVE it? To be ready for first grade, teachers want them to test above 90 on a level 4-5. Curt tested 92 at level 9 and 90 at level 10! (No, I really don't know what that means as I haven't seen the test, but I know it's damned good!)

He is still scoring low on the DIBEL test, but it is based much on language, from what I understand, so that is not surprising.

So, we needed to decide (as a team) how much academic time he will spend in the regular classroom and how much do we want him to receive resource services.

Our answer might surprise you.

He is going to be in the standard classroom for math (appears to be his strongest area), science and social studies, but we recommended he go to resourse for reading, spelling and language. (Reading is 45 minutes in first grade as opposed to 15 minutes in Kindergarten.) Yes, husband and I actually requested this.

What I thought would be the kiss of death for him has been the best thing. He would not be where he is academically if not for the one-on-one and small group help. The Resource (special ed for you newbies) is WONDERFUL and truly loves him. This school is wonderful for him.

The year ended in a way I could not have believed in August.

He was named Citizen of the Month for April. (Bottom row, far right)

I never thought I'd be the kind of person who would put their child's bumper sticker award (they do magnets now) on my car. You know, "My child is an honor student at blankety-blank school." I mean, come on, how hokey is that? Yet, it's there.

"My child is a Citizen of the Month at DES."

Ready or not, first grade -- here we come.

Tuesday, March 29, 2011

Yeah...That's What I Meant!

I've tried to explain my thoughts on this, but could never do as well as this....

Two Minutes Self-Endulgence

PS. Curt is doing well. Currently (and hopefully for a long time, he loves school.) Super Great Job!!

Monday, January 17, 2011

And the Sun Shone Through

An update on our situation.

The IEP meeting was brutal. I took Cowboy and my mom (a retired K teacher) with me for moral support.

It seems state funding does not now fund aides in the class. So, he would be removed from class 2-3 hours a day for one-on-one study. I was devastated. "Special Ed." In my day, it was the death sentence.

Yet, I agreed. He had to learn and he wasn't learning like this.

So, I did.

Since September, our lives have changed. Dare I say it? For the BETTER.

He loves his resource teacher, Mrs. Debbie, VERY MUCH. And, she is doing wonders.

He received the first "Principal's Award" in his class. A new award which is basically...Most Improved. He has also received nothing but S's on his two report cards so far -- and they are standardized. It was more his behavior than his ability that caused this. And it is working out. He was supposed to write to 12 on his last report card....he wrote to 56....when he ran out of paper.

His language is improving ten-fold. People understand him. People besides me.

What I feared worst for him could be the best thing that ever happened to him. Mrs. Debbie obviously loves him. When I went into the follow-up meeting, she came in with Kleenex. I thought, "This cannot be good." However, it was for her. She adores him.

If anyone who has a LT child is reading this, know, it will get better. It will not be a quick fix, but it will happen. I can't tell you how happy I am when I get a report, "Super Great Week!"

In other news, I received a promotion at work. As long and hard as I have worked for this, it pales in comparison to my child's hard work. He is reading. He is adding. He is thriving. Thank God. I have my bad days, but they are becoming fewer and farther between.

I just thank Ange and Missy and all the others who have encouraged me along the way.

Go, Sistas.

Wednesday, November 17, 2010

Peanuts, revisited.

To my little man who made all S's (that's A's for Kindergarten) on his first report card. With "Super Great Job" and a smiley face from his teacher(s). He is still being pulled out for his work, but he loves both his teachers. I am actually OK with this. He works better in a small group or one-on-one.

OK, two S-'s. One for handwriting (yep) and one for staying seated for asked. Hell, I'm excited about an S- in that!

He is happy at school. He is happy after-school at Becky's. And he loves his mommy. "And Daddy, too" as Curt would say.

And, he is still obsessed with his peanuts....

"Girls don't have peanuts."
"Only boys have peanuts."
"Curt has peanuts."

and my favorite...

"Curt has big peanuts."

(Those fishing stories start VERY early, it seems.)