Preschool? Are You Calling Me Old?

1274747_10152552786245656_199108284_oWell, I said that I wasn’t going to write a post about Xander starting school, but here we are.

XANDER IS STARTING SCHOOL!

Holy crap.

The way it works here is that when a child has been diagnosed with a severe delay they can potentially receive funding for up to 2 years of preschool. Before Xander even received his Autism diagnosis he was diagnosed with a mild expressive and severe receptive language delay. Essentially that means that he can speak, but has zero clue what he or we mean when we speak to him without some serious visual support. It also means that he requires some extra support to reach his potential, and a preschool program is a big part of that!

It didn’t take me long to find the PERFECT school for him. It’s one of the many programs that are run in a brand new building built specifically for kids like mine to get the services they need. Xander goes to the same place for respite and preschool, and his OT, SLP, CSW and others are all based out of the same building which means less change and anxiety for my guy!
Plus? I’m pretty sure I’m in love with the entire staff.

Seriously.

Xander has come so far since the beginning of the summer and I know so much of it has to do with the love he has been getting from the people at the centre. I feel like the luckiest woman in the world to have found this amazing place, and so I am definitely not nervous about leaving him there. We have been working toward this moment for months!

1266548_10152552788985656_981740492_oWhat seems to keep popping up in my mind is that Xander is growing up, therefore the baby is growing up, therefore soon I will have no more babies and will be closing that chapter of my life forever and I don’t know what is coming next except that I will be old and baby-less and didn’t even get to enjoy my kid’s toddlerhood because of sleep deprivation and OCfrickin’D and undiagnosed Autism.

Or something like that.

So for today I will pretend that crying over whether to pack goldfish crackers and a fruit cup for a snack is normal. I will let myself get weepy over his tiny “junior size” backpack and new size 3 clothes that are still too big on him. I will drop him off at school tomorrow with his little friends and then turn and leave no more than 10 minutes later. I actually booked an appointment at 9:30 am so that I HAVE to leave, because well, I know me.

And then it will slowly become normal. He will keep thriving and amazing us, and he will love it.

I will love it too.
Except for the whole being old and baby-less thing. But maybe Pat will let me get another dog to ease the pain…. right honey?

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7 Responses to “Preschool? Are You Calling Me Old?”

  1. September 3, 2013 at 2:03 am #

    Yay for preschool!! I think it’s totally normal to cry about packing a snack. I’m crying about first grade and I’ve been crying since preschool. It’s such an exciting and emotional thing!!

  2. September 3, 2013 at 4:55 am #

    Sounds perfectly normal to me, actually. It’s kind of fun to get to enjoy a normal Mom reaction once in awhile. I love that he’s already going there for respite. He’s going to be happy and exhausted, and I promise that feeling of being baby-less becomes a marvelous one very fast!

  3. September 3, 2013 at 5:51 am #

    That’s great that he’ll be going to the same center. It’s so hard to change things for our kiddos, it’s nice to give them the comfort of familiarity when we can.

  4. Mari
    September 3, 2013 at 12:15 pm #

    I find it helpful to fill that “old and babyless” void in my soul by making friends on the internet. :-P

  5. Angie
    September 3, 2013 at 4:22 pm #

    I’m so glad you found a school for him :) that’s so incredibly awesome

  6. September 5, 2013 at 3:13 pm #

    Yay for the good school to hold him. I can’t wait to meet your new dog! ;-)

  7. September 8, 2013 at 6:11 pm #

    So happy it’s going well! I got a second dog this summer. Because, you know, your first dog needs company. Right?

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