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Sunday, April 18, 2010

Tomorrow....is the (cue dramatic voice) IEP meeting.

I'm feeling a little ill about all this.  I'm not too sure what to ask for, how to approach Gabe's needs, or for that matter who will be on Gabe's side, besides me of course.  I think I know what he needs, but the school has not always agreed with what I think.  They have their own agenda and I can respect the fact they are on a budget, but in all honesty I don't care if the Principal has to take a pay cut so long as my child's needs are met with the "appropriate" services.

I'm reminding myself not to tell the IEP what Gabe needs, but ask what they think would help him.  Deep down I know what he needs.  I just have to let the educators help me.  After all they are the one's who went to school for this, right?  Maybe after tomorrow's meeting I might be typing an entirely different post.

Gabe does have a great sped ed teacher.  And I hope she is able to convey the importance of sensory breaks during the day for Gabe.  Getting OT services for Gabe has been like ripping out teeth on an unsadated crocodile.  Very time consuming and dangerous.  Gabe has had an OT on consult for some time...and finally we have some sensory outlets in place.  I need for those outlets to carry over the the school. 

I'm sure I'll be back to post again tomorrow.  Prayers needed....and loads of them.



Tuesday, April 13, 2010

You break my heart...

...all three of them!  Today Gabe stole a high lighter from the UPS store.  I made him take it back and say sorry.  He also got grounded and couldn't have his cousin over.  On the way home he told me "you break my heart, my free (three) hearts."  I said, "buddy, you only have one heart"  Gabe replied, "my bideo game hab free.  I hab free" [hearts]  I had to move the mirror so he wouldn't see me chuckling at his comment.  How can I get angry with him when he is so gosh darn cute sometimes?

I'll try not to break his three hearts anymore.  In the meantime I reminded him he can get more "health" if he eats his green beans.  

Wednesday, April 7, 2010

Zane and the Ears.

Zane's ears have been the topic of conversation for some time now.  He has had one infection after another for more then two months.  Thankfully we are getting tubes at the end of the month.  And it just can't get here fast enough.  I have missed so much work, been called out of work early, lost countless hours of sleep, I think I have a stress induced eye twitch (seriously), and I am just ready for NO MORE EAR INFECTIONS.  So, today we went back to the pediatrician...WHY? you ask....another ear infection.  BUT this time I have a refill on an antiobiotic....yippie....one less dr. visit we will have to make before tubes go in.

The silly doctor tried to tell me they won't do maintenance antibiotics.  So I told the doctor..."Zane's been on an antibiotic for more then two months with a 3-4 day break in between his next round of meds" ....dr....looks at chart...hmmmm...wow...that's a lot of antibiotic "so, can I just get a refill on whatever you are giving him this time so I don't have to come back in 13 days?"  I left with my refill.  One mom 0 dr.  I normally say NO to antibiotics, but we just can't rid this evil bug from Zane's ears



Don't you worry your dirty little head off evil germ bug.  It won't hurt you a bit when the ENT sucks you from the depths of my little guys ears.  Oh I will get even with you.  You have caused much turmoil in this house....and your day will come.  April 30th.  Judgment day...what would you like for your last meal Mr. Germ?  How 'bout a round of zithromax. Whhaaaa hhaaaa haaa. 

You see...I have already lost my mind, I'm talking to germs.  If tubes don't work.....it's the looney bin for me.

Saturday, April 3, 2010

You have teeth....

This morning in the family bed....during some well deserved snuggle time Gabe noticed for the first time ever, Zane has teeth! His conversation with Zane went something like this.... "You hab teefe Zaney. Now you talk. You hab teefe, you get bigger, you be my buddy!" And the smile hasn't come off my face yet. I love my kids....