As long as I can remember, I have always been an overachieving, people pleaser. I was always the kid who followed all the rules, the teacher's pet, and got straight A's. Adults and kids both liked me. I always felt accepted every where I went. I guess that's why I have such a problem with people and their lack of acceptance when it comes to Mini Me. Allow me explain.
Last year, it became crystal clear that his preschool teacher, school director, music teacher, and PT teacher did not accept Mini Me due to his behavior ticks. He was a square peg trying to fit into a round hole. Parent- teacher conference resulted time after time after time. "Mini runs from the teacher, make disruptive noises in class, can't sit at his desk, etc" they said. At the gym, Mini was threatened to have his membership permanently revoked. "He doesn't listen, is disruptive, and bugs the other kids" they said. Now, at the new school, we are once again threatened with removal. The place that I had only a few months ago seen as a safe haven, has now become a battlefield.
Now, to be perfectly honest, we have had some pretty serious life changes lately. JT went back out on the road for an undetermined amount of time resulting in my single parent status, and I went back to work 6 weeks ago because I was convinced that Mini was in a good place. After all, he was put in the SDC class and he was thriving. He was with people who knew how to handle him and his condition. I felt like we had finally found home. So, I went back to work and put him in the after school day care at his current school. Well apparently, the SDC class and the after school class are like night and day. He is sent home with the "Mini hit/punched/pulled hair/sat on/ random kid" notices from after school care on a daily basis. I feel betrayed by people who are supposed to know about my son and how to work with his condition. I waver between crying and wanting to punch someone in the face (neither of which are socially acceptable by the way). I want to think that he will grow out of this and one day he will be accepted, but I worry that may never be how our tale ends. I suppose only time will tell...
