2009, January 6, Tuesday
The new year has arrived, 2009. The boys started school again. I was anxious for them. Immanuel starts Primary 5 this year and Ivan starts Primary 2.
I was glad to know that Immanuel likes his new classmates this year. When he came home, I hardly got much details as he was busy with his dad. Later, when I got some time, I chatted with him. He told me that unlike last year he feels that he fits in better with this crowd. Well, I guess that is a good sign. You excel best when you are comfortable.
I know that he does miss a couple of friends from last year's class, so we allowed him to get together with them to play some cards after school.
As for Ivan it was a little more challenging. He was home for too long and was too comfy with dad around and all. He didn't have therapy or school to attend. We did do some work with him but it wasn't the same. In the morning we told him that we had to go down to Bukit Batok, to have therapy lessons. He wasn't too thrilled but he didn't fuss too much. Once therapy was over he said that he wanted to have some Chicken Rice. So we stopped the cab at the coffee shop near our place and gave him his lunch.
We brought him home, gave him a little rest and said that it was time for school. Some how I managed to dress him up and talked him into meeting Ms Ang, the SNO in his school. He was alright. We reached the school and he saw Ms Ang. While waiting for his form teacher to come get him, he said, "See Ms. Ang, now go home." Apparently he thought, once he saw her, we could leave. He started to fuss a little. Just then his form teacher and a classmate buddy of his came and gently brought him to sit with the rest of the class. It wasn't going to be easy for him, but he has to learn to adjust.
Come this year, we have many obstacles to cross. My hubby and I have to decide whether or not we should leave Ivan in the mainstream setting or transfer him out to special school. It would be one of the most difficult decisions that I would have to make in life. Its difficult because if I made the wrong decision, it would not be me but Ivan that would pay the price. I pray everyday, that things would work out and that I would not have to make such a decision. I don't want to carry that kind of guilt around all my life.
My hubby says that I should learn to relax and that I am too uptight. But if he only knew my situation. If I relaxed, Ivan would be left on his own to occupy himself. Most of the time he would turn to the computer or watch the television. Both activities that would affect his attention span and alertness if used for too long. Even if I wanted to go out for a while, I don't have anyone to care for him as they find him to be too complicated and troublesome. The only time I can take a break is when we are on holiday and the kids are left with my hubby as I enjoy a spa. What a life? I think sometimes, but on the other hand it could be so much worse, so I give thanks for the little miracles that I am blessed with everyday. I also give thanks for the people in my life that inspire and support me.
I was glad to know that Immanuel likes his new classmates this year. When he came home, I hardly got much details as he was busy with his dad. Later, when I got some time, I chatted with him. He told me that unlike last year he feels that he fits in better with this crowd. Well, I guess that is a good sign. You excel best when you are comfortable.
I know that he does miss a couple of friends from last year's class, so we allowed him to get together with them to play some cards after school.
As for Ivan it was a little more challenging. He was home for too long and was too comfy with dad around and all. He didn't have therapy or school to attend. We did do some work with him but it wasn't the same. In the morning we told him that we had to go down to Bukit Batok, to have therapy lessons. He wasn't too thrilled but he didn't fuss too much. Once therapy was over he said that he wanted to have some Chicken Rice. So we stopped the cab at the coffee shop near our place and gave him his lunch.
We brought him home, gave him a little rest and said that it was time for school. Some how I managed to dress him up and talked him into meeting Ms Ang, the SNO in his school. He was alright. We reached the school and he saw Ms Ang. While waiting for his form teacher to come get him, he said, "See Ms. Ang, now go home." Apparently he thought, once he saw her, we could leave. He started to fuss a little. Just then his form teacher and a classmate buddy of his came and gently brought him to sit with the rest of the class. It wasn't going to be easy for him, but he has to learn to adjust.
Come this year, we have many obstacles to cross. My hubby and I have to decide whether or not we should leave Ivan in the mainstream setting or transfer him out to special school. It would be one of the most difficult decisions that I would have to make in life. Its difficult because if I made the wrong decision, it would not be me but Ivan that would pay the price. I pray everyday, that things would work out and that I would not have to make such a decision. I don't want to carry that kind of guilt around all my life.
My hubby says that I should learn to relax and that I am too uptight. But if he only knew my situation. If I relaxed, Ivan would be left on his own to occupy himself. Most of the time he would turn to the computer or watch the television. Both activities that would affect his attention span and alertness if used for too long. Even if I wanted to go out for a while, I don't have anyone to care for him as they find him to be too complicated and troublesome. The only time I can take a break is when we are on holiday and the kids are left with my hubby as I enjoy a spa. What a life? I think sometimes, but on the other hand it could be so much worse, so I give thanks for the little miracles that I am blessed with everyday. I also give thanks for the people in my life that inspire and support me.
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