We survived another IEP meeting. This was likely the easiest by far, although it made it all too real Little Man will be heading to Middle School next year. I had a LOT of questions about the transition process, but more on that in a minute. He’s made significant progress on a couple of goals, a little progress on a few other goals, and two we tweaked to work on “real world” situations versus in-the-therapy-setting situations. We will meet again later in the school year, once we know where he’s going to school next year, and readjust goals/accommodations as needed.
These meetings with his current team don’t scare me. I never worry (anymore) I need to go in prepared to do battle. They all love him. They all know him. They all have his best interests at heart. I trust them. I spent two years being freaked out. The last two years, however, they’ve shown me they’re usually three steps ahead of me. I go in with lists of questions to ask, requests to make. Typically, I’m presented with those very same things.
PE in middle school has been our biggest concern going into next year. Guess what? His team already figured it out, and it’s as big a concern for them as for us. While he is more than physically capable of every activity in middle school PE, the whole process of locker rooms (which are not segregated by grade), changing clothes twice a day, then being out there with 100 other kids only spells disaster. His team gets that. We will continue the discussion on options and how to make that work best for him. Just knowing we have options lowers my anxiety.
This all may be a moot discussion as he may not even go to the school his siblings attend. We have put him in one lottery for a high tech school, and will put him in another for a school opening in our city next year (a school in which the program almost seems designed specifically for him). We get the results for one lottery in early April.
While IEP meetings are still stressful, I don’t have the added anxiety of feeling I need to be prepared to do battle every single time. It still sucks to have to have IEP meetings. It’s still hard to know you’re there because your kid is not “typical” and needs helps/supports/accommodations to get through a school day. Even easy IEP meetings are draining. But I left the school Friday morning less anxious, and knowing my boy is cared for.