The Second First Day of School
Well, here we are again. I sent my boy off to his second first day of first grade today. We have decided that repeating first grade would be best for Dex since he only started in his inclusive setting in November. He is young, and just turned 7 which is the age of most of his first grade peers. I have been a ball of nerves for weeks. Like, not sleeping, consuming my thoughts, worried, not wanting to talk about it, etc. Thanks Anxiety.
See, I love school, I have always loved school. I was a teacher for crying out loud! School supplies, classrooms, packing lunches with notes- I live for that stuff.
Well, I did live for that stuff. Until our IEP meeting before Kindergarten. Dex’s school experiences have been great, good and at times, absolutely awful. I have shouted that he is capable and deserves to be in a classroom full of his peers. I have cried so many tears and done so much work behind the scenes to help my boy succeed.
It’s like I now have school PTSD.
Last year starting in November, when we finally got Dex into a classroom of his peers with awesome teachers, in seemingly the perfect situation for him- and in May we found out that the whole team was changing. His school is getting a new principal, Assistant Principal, and a new SSA. He is in the same room with the same General Education teacher, thankfully. His special education co-teacher and resource teacher are different. He seemed to really like them both- and they seemed to be excited to have him in their classes.
I know my boy. I know he adapts, and shows off his awesomeness in new situations. I know he will grow, no matter what. I am just praying for a smooth school year for my boy. We have not experienced a full, smooth school year, and I am praying this is the year that changes.
Thankfully, there will be ice cream and snuggles at the end of today, no matter what. Because, what we Noels do best is celebrate...even the smallest things.