Mommy, you promise that I get to come home with you today? I don’t have to stay at school without you?
That’s right sweetie. Today’s the day you meet your teacher with mommies. You don’t go all by yourself until Friday.
I met my honey and Eli at the front doors of his new school. We read the teacher lists together and headed to room #8 to meet Mrs. Tracey.
I could feel my heart pounding against my chest with a sledge-hammer. I was nauseous. But I had a big smile on my face and a steady hand around the much smaller hand of my baby.
We rounded the corner to room #8 and Eli instantly spotted his name. A sweet woman with a fabulous smile greeted us at the door. ” You must be Eli” she said. “I’m Mrs. Tracey and I’m so excited to meet you!”
Eli grabbed my hand a little tighter and attempted to hide behind my leg. We followed Mrs. Tracey into the room and began looking for Eli’s name around the room as directed.
My honey got down to business with the supplies we were asked to bring in. She had Eli help her sort them into the proper piles. I took a deep breath and headed over to Mrs. Tracey to give her the Intervention Plan that his preschool teacher had written along with his social story from preschool.
Before I could open my mouth Mrs. Tracey shared with me how excited she was to work with Eli. She had read his evaluation report from last year. She told me she hated that he couldn’t have an IEP just for OT because the OT on staff is FABULOUS! I gave her the information that I had gathered to make sure that Eli’s needs were met from the get go. Then she looked at me and said the words that made my legs buckle and tears almost stream down my face: “I used to be the intervention specialist for kindergarten”…
I believe that everything happens for a reason. I believe in Divine intervention. Somebody was looking down on my baby. All of my hoping and praying was finally heard. I have to believe that my sister had a hand in this. This lady is just too good to be true!
She asked us to stay after she was done talking with the other parents so that we could discuss things in more detail. When we finally sat down to talk, she said she wanted to be sure we were doing everything we could for him. She wants to have a conference in 2-3 weeks to see how his transition is going. She wants to make sure that if he needs to be retested that it be done sooner rather than later. I’m telling ya people, I’m totally in love with this woman!
I felt this rush of relief wash over me. I cried tears simply to release the stress and anxiety that have been hanging over my head like Pooh’s little black rain cloud. My heart stopped beating me up and my shoulders dropped a little.
Friday I will put my baby on a school bus for the first time and send him off to his first full day of school. I will still have a little knot in my stomach and will likely still shed a few more tears. But I will feel confident that there is a smiling face attached to an amazing woman who already cares about the needs of my sensational little guy waiting to get him off the bus.