I’ve never cried during an IEP before today.
Today we spoke with my twins’ principal and teacher about how they’re doing so far.
And it’s not awesome.
Our son is essentially regressing this year, to the point where we need to hire him his own support person in class. I never thought this would happen. He’d been doing so well.
But this year has been such a challenge so far. He’s the smartest guy I know, but he barely even cares about his academics right now. He’s a math whiz, and that barely interests him at school.
We are so lucky his school is amazing. It’s small and arts focused and they adore him, so I know everything they say and suggest comes from a place of love and care.
I’m just scared for his future. Will he ever be able to live alone? Will he need a helper until he graduates? In post secondary? Will he date? Will he work? Thankfully, he does have friends, but I worry even that could change if his behaviours don’t get better.
I’m trying not to project these worries onto him. That’s why I’m sharing them here.
I want him to get to be the best person he can be. I want him to reach his full potential, and hopefully this is at least one way we can do that.
Having two other autistic children, and being autistic myself, managing his needs has been like a full-time job. One that I feel like I’m failing at sometimes. Deep down, I know we’re doing our best, but it still doesn’t feel like it’s enough. Like it’s ever going to be enough.
I’m hoping we will find him the right tools to help him be as successful as he can be. I know he’ll do great things and I’m so lucky I get to be his mom. He does give the best hugs, after all.
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