My Max has aged out of the Babies Can't Wait program. Part of me is like, "Freaking-A! I get my house back! Let's run around in underwear and drink coffee til noon 'cause nobody's gonna be all up in my business! And why clean anyway!?" The other part is like, "oh. dear. God."
Each individual's sage advice? The Occupational Therapist, the Speech Therapist, the Family Trainer? "...go get yourself a good developmental pediatrician and good luck!" oh, thank you, thank you. If you're a little lost in the whole scenario, their reasoning is because Max still has a big delay in speech and constant tantrums and... quirks? Sensory issues. (Have I Googled 'autism'? yes.) At the age of 3, kids are aged out of Babies Can't Wait (an early intervention program in our state for special needs babies and toddlers) and turned over to the school system.
Now I am not a home schooler that 'be hatin' all over the system'... but I will admit I am leery with it. Well... leery was the word a few weeks ago. After a group of ten IEP (individual education plan) team members all told me he did not meet the requirements for special needs pre-school based on 'THE TEST WE CONDUCTED ON THIS PARTICULAR DAY' I decided the system was full of shit. Thank you, system, for classifying my child into a nutshell based on one test on a particular day. I fought the whole thing and persuaded them to more specific testing. So there's that. Fight the man... especially when it comes to your kids... what better reason??
Now, if he doesn't make it in the second time I will do a tiny happy dance because life won't be as inconvenient as I imagine it could get trucking 3 home schoolers, a special needs kid and a newborn to school every day. ...And then I'll sit back and fret about what to do next. Pray tell... why does insurance commonly NOT pay for speech therapy??
So... that's whats on my mind.
Namaste. ...and all that shit.
*Aww, that's no monster.