Except it doesn’t sound as good–at least to my ears and eyes–the second time around. I was supposed to meet with Owen’s new teacher on Thursday at my Parent Training. Only I learned on Tuesday that she had been promoted to coordinator and his class won’t have a teacher come July. Unless, of course, they hire one PDQ. The concern there is that these lower and moderately functioning ASD kids need a strong teacher. I hope they find one.
Kevin and I have had fantastic luck with teachers. Honestly, we have had nothing but the best and wonderful consistency among teaching assistants with very little turnover. One of the many reasons I wonder why Owen hasn’t progressed farther. He literally has had the best staff the program has to offer.
Anyway, I met the new coordinator and she seemed firm but nice. I didn’t feel as though we hit it off right away–but those who have met me in real life may not be surprised by that. Just sayin’…’cause I know it’s true.
After she left, Owen’s old teacher–his first teacher–and I had a moment. Sigh. I broke down crying after she asked me if I was happy with the change. Honestly, this school age program is kind of cool. It is run quite differently than the rest of the program at the school with the kids working at centers and doing a proper circle time. Most–if not all but a few moments–of Owen’s educational experience from Early Intervention on has been in a 1:1 format. I have wondered if this was the correct model for him but maintained hope based on the experience of other parents and children. I think Owen is 1:1 dependent–which cannot be the reality of his life. So this is a good thing.
But still…it just breaks my heart that he hasn’t made it. I was grateful for the validation by Owen’s teacher. We ususally don’t go there. But she admitted–and I needed to hear it–that she thought he would have done better by now. She’s known him over half of his life…"since he was a baby," she said. And it’s true. He started the program when he was 2 years old–just before he turned 3.
For whatever reason, behaviors have increased again. They were down to a 0 frequency for weeks upon weeks! This is unheard of for Owen. Aggression, self-injury and destructive behaviors are nearly back to their old numbers.
I haven’t been knitting as much as I have been reading. Kevin and I finally moved into our new bedroom and it is like a retreat. I love it. Pictures this week.