Homework

Is it just me?



Or does anyone else with a Special Needs child feel like they are up their eye balls in homework from therapists?

I really thought by graduating from college I would be done with all this homework stuff. I mean Austin is not even 2 years old and not even officially enrolled in school.  Yet suddenly, I have a TON of homework. Never mind the stuff I brought upon myself recently, like switching nursing agencies and potty training.

Austin currently has 5 therapists, which means I have 5 times the amount of things to keep track of every week, including schedule changes to accommodate for {their}jury duty, out of town weddings and plain old cancellations.

The DHH teacher handed me a stack of materials and told me there is even going to be a little quiz next week. And get this, she gave me a VHS to watch. Um. VHS? Do they even still make these?

And God forbid I don't attempt to DO all this homework. I mean, I HAVE to do it because if I don't then my kid will be at the back of the class. Class? There is no class. Whew.

Um. Wait! Yes, there is. They are called the typical kids and we are already behind them. Damn.

I want be one of those moms who has time to bake cookies (and take great pictures of them), make graphically delightful & inspired potty charts, plant flowers that actually grow and blog about it in "my spare time."  You know her. I think she may even Tweet in prose. I am in awe of her.

Instead, most days I am the mom who feels snowed under by this, that and the other thing and wants to live out the rest of my days in a blissful spa experience. (You can't blame a girl for dreaming.)

But not today. Today I am busy doing my homework.

Thanks for peeking,