So… this week I go with my daughter Jessica to Gavin’s new school to meet with the “team” and discuss his first IEP. Time to set goals. Sounds easy enough, doesn’t it?
So why do we feel so “shtoooopid”?
It would appear to be a simple task. We know what Gavin can do, and what he cannot. And compared to his neurotypical peers, that’s still quite a bit. But then again, not so much. Only SOME things. What do “they” expect of him? We haven’t a clue. What do WE want for him? Again, we’re too darn new at this to know just what are considered “realistic” goals.
Sure, it would be awesome to get him potty trained, eat consistently with his utensils instead of those little fingers, and um… eye contact when you’re talking to or with him? Oh yeh ! That would be super cool !!! Some reciprocal interaction on his part would be nice, as would be not insisting on getting as far away from the other kiddos in his class as he possibly can. Oh.. and asking for what he wants or needs, that would totally rock !
Intellectually and cognitively he’s sharp as a tack. (sound familiar?) They won’t have to waste any time teaching him his ABC’s, numbers, shapes, and the usual list of etceteras. Heck, he’ll not only rattle off his ABCs, he’ll even use his arms and hands to form his letters, and yes, can also sign nearly all of them. Obsession with letters? You bet. At just having turned three, the lil’ guy can sit at a laptop and write more than a handful of words already. He has taught himself to spell, read, and write. Wanna see?
Check THIS out !
Atta boy ! Priorities first !
Does the “team” expect us to come up with the goals, or is this something they do on their own, using their expertise and asking our input? Would it not be wiser to observe him in class for several weeks to see how he adjusts, what his interests are, where he excels and in which areas he is lacking? That would make sense to ME, but then again, who am I? I’m not the expert here.
So we’ll toss around some ideas, jot them down, and show up… feeling much like the kids who didn’t do their homework.
Yeh.. it’s been awhile. We didn’t get an instruction manual. Heh.
Gavin will shine, while Mom and Omi will look like dunces. That’s ok. Maybe we’ll just pull up one of those tiny chairs and sit and learn something ourselves, yes?
It’s all a learning experience. As long as we’re learning something, Gavin will learn something. This is good. It’s all good.
We can deal.
But just how Mommy will deal after dropping her little boy off that first day is another story for another day.