Sunday, August 30, 2009

New Year - New Hopes


At 8am tomorrow morning I will tickle my son on his tummy to wake him up.
It is a universal law that a child's eyes will ping open at 6am on any given non-school day, and he will demand hot chocolate and the Teletubbies immediately, if not sooner.
It is also equally true that on a school morning, he will be a moribund with deep exhaustion and I will be wracked with guilt for tearing him from his warm bed (my warm bed, I might add) and his sweet dreams.

Newton really shouldn't have wasted his time on the fundamental laws of physics and spent his time more productively examining the laws of Monday Mornings...especially the FIRST Monday Morning.
My 5 year old sweet little man is going back to Outreach tomorrow morning.
We are knee-deep in luck as he has already completed a year of pre-school there (after a year of Montessori with a wonderful SNA), and he is thriving, happy and confidant.
We are lucky that he doesn't need a place in an ABA school as he has been no.60-something on the waiting list for the last two years.
We are lucky that he wasn't born two years earlier, or the only educational option available to him was a Special Needs school located over 40 miles away.

When I tickle his belly tomorrow morning I will not feel the sadness and anxiety that many parents feel, knowing that their child is not being taught in the right way or in the right place. I will feel a deep sense of relief and hope that his stars seem to have been obliging enough to allign correctly.
Outreach is not right for many of our autisitc kids, but it is tailor made for our wee man.

I am starting this blog to share my experience of Outreach, and hope that it will shine a small light on the world of the autie child.