The soft-spoken psychologist had asked “Can you elaborate?” so many times I was starting to think it was less out of curiosity and more an attempt to impress the pretty female superior who sat to his right observing and taking notes.
For two hours on Thursday, I sat in a windowless office surrounded by children’s art and psych books, as two child psychologists pounded me with questions about the last decade of my child’s misdeeds and inappropriate behavior.
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Yesterday I spent a good two hours cleaning and organizing the file cabinet where I store all Savannah’s school and medical records. Every special needs child comes wrapped in mounds of paper – medical bills, IEPs, lab reports, psych evaluations, test results – and mine is no different. Honestly, it’s quite overwhelming, and I learned early on if I’m not a Nazi with my record keeping, a doctor’s bill will get kicked to collections or lab report lost, so it’s critical I stay on top of it.
Buried deep in the files I found an old e-mail from Savannah’s pre-K teacher that I had forgotten. The teacher had a laundry list of complaints, mainly that Savannah couldn’t focus, stay on task and had trouble socializing with peers.
“I had one of the challenging conversations of my life speaking with your father today,” Savannah’s English teacher whispered in her ear. Mr. Marris had met Jose, Savannah’s dad, at a meeting earlier that day, and upon seeing her in class, couldn’t resist venting.
Having my own painful encounters with Jose, I felt his pain. Still, I thought his remark crossed a line and wondered if Savannah had been dubbed “the kid with the father who _____.”
After a decade of baby daddy drama, I no longer whitewash the truth when dealing with therapists, school personnel, and doctors. I’m blunt and to the point.
“Hate to make your job more difficult, but you’ll need to schedule two meetings,” I told the school principal. “The father won’t attend if he knows I’ll be there.”
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I sit quietly for 40 minutes as the two young teachers ramble on about chapter books and the importance of breaking out numbers when you do three-digit addition before combusting and interrupting the conversation.
“Spelling tests,” I finally say, locking eyes with the bubbly 30-something steering the conversation and whose blue eyes remind me of the actress Courteney Cox. “You don’t believe in giving spelling tests?”
She lights up. “You’re not the first parent to ask that question,” she says.
I would hope not.
Those dreaded back-to-school shopping lists.
To avoid lines, I try to do all my back-to-school shopping online, which is why I love places like Walmart. The megastore makes back-to-school shopping a breeze by offering incredible savings for customers however they like to shop – in stores, online and through their mobile devices.
Only a 7-year-old would consider the highlight of her school day who vomited in class, and then rush to tell her mom.