When It Rains It Pours
Everyone has experienced that, right? It’s just called “life”. Well, let me tell you, it’s pouring over here. And not only is it pouring, it’s pouring sh!t. I feel like I’m being pelted by sh!t. Sorry for the graphic nature, but this is how I’m feeling right now. And it’s my blog. I’m tired of this school situation. I’m still really bugged by my evaluation. And regarding that, if I don’t get answers soon, I feel like I have no choice but to move forward legally. I got an email today from the director at the district. She removed the part in the Parent Input plan that had to do with my employment. Because it didn’t have anything to do with Emma’s placement. Um, can she really remove parts of my PARENT input document? I wanted it in there because it does pertain to Emma, and more-so it pertains to their lack of attention to our situation. And I wanted it in there because an IEP is a legal document. This will be documented legally. I’m bugged because I feel like I have a huge fight ahead of us. I’m bugged because of <stupid> jury duty. I hate jury duty. And because of that I feel like I get pulled every 18 months. Without fail. Lottery my ass. I could go into many more reasons why I’m perturbed (great word, no?) but I won’t.
I just feel like I’m being taken advantage of right now. And I also feel like I’m swimming upstream. While other (bigger) fish swim downstream obstructing my path. Visual enough?
Anyway, I’m ready for a little normalcy. A little boredom. Just for a week, maybe? Where I have no drama. And, more importantly, I don’t perseverate on said drama. Brett says I think about it too much. I stress over it. I totally agree with him. But how do you not?
My good friend got me this notepad:
Not that I’m a lush, but it’s fitting the bill right now. And I need a pedicure.














Awww lady I’m sorry. Emma is so blessed to have you two as parents. When I get back from Boston we really need to get together
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Oh, Jessica, I am so sorry that you are swimming upstream. I do know this feeling too! But, you are not alone; and you are not without a paddle. You have lots of invisible angels and friends to help you through: those who listen and understand, those who bring a nice “juice box” or Starbucks, those who care for Emma and Mason while you take a break, your great partner and husband who loves you, your family who are sticking up for you, and all of those who are praying for you and your family. So, let it all out, let it go, and know that “this too shall pass.” Lots of Love, Mom
Let’s definitely get together…when do you come back? I leave for Paris on the 7th.
Thanks mom, love you!
Sorry to hear that! I love how your blog is a perfect blend of sincerity and education (I’m sure one doesn’t know what it’s like to go through what you do as a parent of a child with special needs). Yes, everyone does have their uphill battles, but you are blessed to have so many family and friends who love you and can uplift you. I’d love to see you when things slow down for you. Xoxo