Education.... One Size Does NOT Fit All!!! When the Promise of a "Free and Appropriate" Education is Just A Crock of Crap

Good Morning my fellow early risers! Today begins a new and exciting adventure in our Rainbow Rider's world! Today we will begin homeschooling our little man! This is a decision we have struggled with for quite some time. After repeatedly being lied to about our son's progress, after the school bus bullying incident, after finding out the kids in the class are told to "ignore" him when he asks for help, after being told to bring an iPod in for him to listen to when he is "distracting the rest of the class", and after being pulled from the classroom multiple times to go sit in a room by himself because they don't know how to handle him....... YES, the time has come to bring my boy home and educate him the way HE learns!

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I'm not here to bash the public school system. In fact, I believe in the inclusion process to an extent. But after almost 5 years in the public school special education process the bullying, teasing, the just plain recognizing he is different...... it's changed him. He gets anxiety.... BAD anxiety! He's clearly depressed, he's beginning
to not like the beautiful little person he is...

So what is a Mom to do when no one will help her child reach his potential? She puts her big girl panties on, her kick-ass boxing gloves, and SHE takes control of what she KNOWS is right for her child!

We chose an accredited homeschooling curriculum just to make the transition easier - because, hey I'm new to this too and I really don't want to screw this up.


Any advice would be MORE than appreciated!


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Being A Modern Day Superwo-MOM

Hello out there!

Since this is my FIRST blog please allow me to introduce myself,

I am a SUPERWO-MOM

 

You may be wondering what in the hell that is exactly... I will elaborate: I am an all or nothing, fight to the finish, never give up, and never back down BAD ASS Autism Mom.

I am an unconditional love-giver, an always have your back protector, a voice of reason, a voice of understanding in a world that isn't at all. I am translator for the adults who have not mastered how to communicate with a child. I am tired, no exhausted! But I keep going, because if I don't, who else will? I am the bearer of the "magical kisses" which have the power to heal wounds of the physical and emotional kind. I play hard, I work hard, I love even harder. I am the bad guy when I need to be, but the fun guy most often. I am the teacher, the tutor, the explainer of all of the things. I am the student, the open minded learner because my Autistic son has taught me more than I could ever teach him.

I am a Googling SENSATION, given 20 minutes and Internet access I can find the answer to most any question, as well as data and peer reviewed research to support the conclusion. I am an advocate. I am that "bitch" mom teachers and administrators love to hate. And I am completely content with holding that title because I know if it were their child,they'd be bitches too!
I am in complete awe of my children, both of them. I love them more than the air, more than the sky, more than my life. They are the reason my heart beats...
I am a MOTHER to an autistic child, a rainbow rider. I am a MOTHER to a "neuro-typical" son (or whatever the new politically correct term for it is). And if you are here because you have a child riding down Rainbow road with mine than...

I am you

You are me

We are one in the same

"Autism Moms- A sisterhood of complete strangers who will bring you a bottle of wine as they join you in a street fight...Because we get it!" -Unknown      

This blog is my story, my experiences while riding this crazy roller coaster of intense colors. This is the uncensored truth as I see it, whether anyone else likes it or not. This is the journey of how I evolved from the Mom who used to care way too much to the Mom who will smile while telling the judgmental pricks to go screw themselves. 

I hope you stick around. I hope something I have experienced or something I write can strike something deep inside of you and remind you that YOU are also a...

 

SUPERWO-MOM