It’s been a few extra days, courtesy of some stress that has made it difficult for me to think straight enough to write. The new stresses are, in no particular order:
- Finally receiving eval info from the town preschool, only to find that none of it is in compliance with state timeline rules. I did question the director about the late dates that were offered, and pretty much got a bunch of excuses. (We’re swamped with new kids this quarter, we don’t want to evaluate too early and have things change too much before the IEP goes into effect, etc.) So basically I could FIGHT, as in claws out, call the Dept. of Education and complain, etc. or let this first snafu slide for the sake of starting our relationship with this school on a positive note. I’ve chosen option 2, grudgingly. Rest assured I will have an army of professionals who already know and work with Luna deeply involved in the IEP process so it is in her best interests. I cannot say that this has been a great first impression of the school for me, though, which is hard as I have already sent two children to a private preschool that we loved.
- A number of recent news stories exposing special education workers treating the children in their care deplorably. This is not helping the trust issues I’m already developing regarding the aforementioned school.
- My yearly physical, where it was discovered that my blood pressure is slightly elevated, and now has to be monitored for a couple of weeks at home, which meant purchasing a monitor and the working through the ensuing stress/guilt cocktail involved. I’ve gained some weight recently since I had an ankle injury last summer which prevented me from being able to get adequate exercise, and I just never got back around to much self-care since, with everything else we’ve had going on. But I suppose I’ll have to figure something out – you know, with all my spare time.
- Various family dramas that would serve no good purpose being detailed here, but have been detrimental to my personal stress levels and time management.
So yeah, I got derailed a little. I have been trying to start a personal project focused on letting go of control. I despise the powerlessness that comes with saying “What’s coming will come, and we’ll meet it when it does,” (props to Hagrid and JKR). Especially since being pushed into the special needs parenting pool, I feel so bound to not only advocate, but to anticipate problems and head them off; to never have to say, “I should have looked into that further,” or the like. It’s a sort of self-invented burden – I brought Luna into the world so I have to make sure the world does right by her.
I’m reading articles and blogs, doing a bit of meditating, trying to carve out time for non-parenting hobbies that relax and distract me. Feel free to comment if you have succeeded in leaving some things to Fate, God, or whatever term you use. I’m happy to hear suggestions.