Not much else happened today. It's a Wednesday, need I say more?
Super O is a wierd child! She has this new thing where she takes her sandals off in the car as soon as I pick her up from daycare. She then proceeds to check between the cracks in her toes for toe jam. Then she smells her feet, plugs her nose, waves her other hand in the air and says "Mama, shoowee!!". What's up with that? Are all children this gross? Where she gets this from I'll never know. This is my cute little blond baby! She's not a man!!
Anyway...nothing new to report on the school front. We're definitly shopping on Saturday morning for big girl panties. I'm preparing her by telling her what's gonna happen on Saturday. We're throwing the pull-ups in the garbage and going cold turkey with the panties. Wish us luck!!
I had a meeting with her daycare teachers and the director. Everyone feels she needs the help, but we should try to do it at the elem school in the town the daycare is in. The daycare teachers and early childhood/speech teachers can work together. Not to mention the fact that Super O is shy and stubborn. If we put her in our elem school, we all feel she would go backwards because of the new environment. If we can get her into the other elem school, she'll be with friends from daycare AND she can ride the bus. Obviously I want her closer to the school because of the transportation and the fact that all of the teachers can work together.
Now, the fun begins. My state has an "Open Enrollment" law. Basically, during the month of February, a parent can enroll their child in a school other than the one where they live. Well, it's not February...it's August. I missed the deadline. The other issue is that my resident district has to pay tuition to the other school. I'm sure they'll hate that. Well, tough shit! I'm completely unimpressed with my local elementary school and the new principal is my upstairs neighbor. The guy is a complete jerk!! I don't want my child to have anything to do with that school. So...here's where we are.
I called the county special education consortium. This is the agency that governs all of the special education in my county. Both of the schools are in the consortium. Basically, I was told that because of the way the laws are written, I can't change her school district without doing the open enrollment. Since I missed open enrollment, that's not an option. I have to let my local school "program" (that's the word they use) her. It doesn't matter to them that I have a transportation issue. Either take it or leave it was the feeling I got.
I called the elem school principal at the school I want her to go to. She told me that it's not as bleak as the consortium made it out to be. She suggested moving forward and meeting with my local school to see what they have to offer. If they "allow" me to transfer Super O, then there's no issue.
I talked to my daycare director (who is the most wonderful woman in the world!!). She is very pro-family. I'm getting a "release of information" form so that I can have her speak on my behalf. She's also agreed to go to any meetings with me if I want her there. HELL YES!! This woman is like a bulldog with a bone. She feels VERY strongly about Super O being in the elem school near the daycare!
I could move to the other town. This is a last ditch option. My mom currently lives right around the corner from me and is a huge help with Super O. She sees NeeNee (that's what O calls grandma) at least 5-6 days a week. As a single mom, I don't know what I would do with out NeeNee so close. She's my rock! I don't want to move 10 miles away from her just because some consortium doesn't want to help my baby!!!
So...I'm going along with the system for now. We'll see what happens. I also have an appt. with a speech therapist at our local hospital next month. Maybe I can get some help there.
Mind you, this is the extremely condensed version of the story. This has been going on for a few weeks now. In the meantime, Super O isn't getting the help she needs! As her mom, I don't care if she never uses words. She signs to let me know what she wants. However, her lack of speech is affecting her friendships at daycare. Other kids think she's "wierd" because she doesn't talk. She's also started hitting kids because they can't understand what she wants. Maybe I should beat them up :)
I'm going to try the dry undies or wet legs tactic this weekend. Unfortunately I have carpet in most of my apartment, so I'll have to be on top of Super O...but I CAN DO IT!!!
This is gonna be a short entry. I feel like crap today, actually left work at 11:00. Why is it that at 35yrs old the best place to be when you're sick is STILL at mommy's house? Thank goodness my mom isn't working right now. She let me come over and camp on her couch...she made me lunch and gave me medicine. Mom's ROCK!
Thanks again to my visitors!
I've tried everything I can think of to get her trained. We've bought real underwear (Nemo and Elmo, her favorites). I've used stickers and small toys as rewards. I've begged, I've pleaded. I've even ignored it all together. Nothing works with this kid. I guess she figures that superheros don't have to worry about everyday things like where they relieve themselves.
Any ideas? Feel free to post a comment with a suggestion.
I know that my opinion is biased, because she's my baby, but complete strangers have told me how adorable she is. She's very opinionated and isn't afraid to let you know how she's feeling. There are times that I know I should nip her attitude in the bud, but she's just so darn cute... What's a mom to do? By the way...I am a single mom. O's dad decided he didn't want the responsibility, so he moved to Florida to let his new girlfriend support him. We're better off without him :)
So...that's the background of Super O. Check back often for her adventures. There's no telling what she's gonna do next!