I had Gracie and Cameron’s educational IEP meetings yesterday morning. This was the first meeting for Cameron that we didn’t need a parent member or a tape recorder! The principal said they are "cautiously optimistic". Owen’s home teacher said the principal just couldn’t admit they were wrong. Cameron, with his supports–speech, reading and resource room–is holding his own. Go Cam! His teacher is fabulous. She is bubbly and positive and supportive. She freely admits she adores Cam…I love that.
Gracie. Well, Gracie has been declassified from special education. I was holding out for a 504 plan to keep test modifications, such as extended time and a quiet place but they said she doesn’t need them and doesn’t use them when offered. I don’t think it quite hit me at first. I have had 3 kids on an IEP of sorts for a while. This morning, I was overwhelmed with pride.
We are coming up on our anniversary on Saturday. Gracie was a bit of a surprise…she is an unbelievable child. I thought raising children would be so easy. My mom calls it the ignorance of youth. I certainly didn’t expect 3 children with such intense educational needs. For a long time, perhaps even to this day, I blamed myself for somehow failing them. Kevin and I are both college educated, intelligent people. Heck, we scored in the same range on the SATs (I was just a little bit higher). My kids work so hard for what comes pretty easily for others and came easily for Kevin and I. Some people say that Kevin and I were given this because we could handle it. I am not sure I believe that. It certainly has tested our marriage.
So, this weekend is our anniversary and Kevin’s birthday. The same day. He’s kinda cute wanting to get married on his birthday. Perhaps because he is a twin he figured what was one more person to share the day with? He will be with his brother rather than me. It is his neice’s christening. Kevin is going down to MD with Gracie and Cameron. Owen and I have a mommy/son weekend planned. This weekend includes a visit to see Granny on Saturday. She hasn’t met Owen yet.
I will miss Kevin and the other two this weekend. But I will surely enjoy–or at least try to enjoy–my weekend with the O-man. I have no regrets asking Kevin to marry me that chilly night on Boylston Street. Sure, it was more than I bargained for…but it goes both ways!