I am in such a funk. I am exhausted from the DHHS fight, which finally was found in my son's favor, but they are still sending me tons of paperwork, bills, and I have not received my son's records from them, as they promised. Our IEP went well, thanks to our developmental pediatrician coming to it and advocating for a more generalization of social/emotional skills and cognitive behavioral work based on Michelle Garcia Winner. My son is having a lot more positive experiences at recess, instead of wandering around by himself.
My interview on NPR, along with Dr. Baron-Cohen, regarding our experience with the British version of The Transporters was aired last week, I didn't get to hear it until Friday. Here is the link.
We have had lots of schedule changes, which are always challenging. Martial arts moved to Tuesday and Thursdays now for an hour, which has been challenging to get through. The problem with the Monday/Wednesday half hour classes was the time change to starting before the bus arrived home from school. My son LOVES riding the bus. He was VERY UPSET when he thought I would have to pick him up from school, making him miss his bus ride twice a week. This is actually what provided the incentive for him to stop disrupting the class by talking about what time it was or whatever else crossed his mind. "Yes, Sensei, No Sensei, Can we do it again, Sensei?" is all I told him he can say, and he can answer questions. So far, so good.
The other schedule change is adding ice skating lessons after the boys went to a birthday party on ice. They loved it, even though they were down more than up. I have spent the last 9 days frantically finding skates that fit, clothes for skating, signing up and filling in forms, prepping the boys, etc. Yesterday, after the second lesson, my son continued to skate on his own for another 40 minutes! Just to practice! Wow! He is amazing, I am so proud! He has a lot of difficulty with balance and coordination. My 4 year old, of course, has taken off after 3 lessons, and is all over the ice. He has no fear, and is extremely coordinated. Picture a small child hurtling over the ice screaming with joy at the top of his lungs! Everyone laughs, his joy is infectious!
I'm hoping things are going to settle down. I've been up to my ears in paperwork, hopefully will get it more or less filed so I can see the table top again.