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This year, I am missing IEP Season.
Actually, I am not exactly missing it. IEP Season, that is. I am not missing it AT ALL.
It is like I am suppose to be at an all-day staff meeting with a boss who can either be sweet as pie or a complete prick. Who cuts my budget. Wants me to work Saturdays. And moves my desk into the basement. And takes my red stapler.
And instead, I took a mental health day. I called in and am frolicking at the beach. Or going shopping. Or doing yard work. Or having painful dental work. You know, something better than the anticipatory soul crushing anxiety and emasculating experience of IEP meetings.
Not that I am bitter or anything.
I know my reprieve is probably short-lived. Unless I homeschool, I am pretty much doomed to have to enter the IEP arena again. I will have to go back on my meds, endure the stress-induced ulcers and migraine headaches, and pray pray pray that no one breaks my baby boy.
But until that day comes, I am going to bask in the sun with my son. Make the decisions that are right for our family... our son... without condescending "we know better than you" attitudes. Enjoy the company of professionals whose first priority is the J-man... as it should be.