I’m a bit of a weirdo with phones. I don’t like them very much. I don’t like calling strangers. I don’t really call my friends. I haven’t even really called family much lately either…I still love you guys.
So, the other day when my mom said I need to start making more phone calls and get things moving for Silas I had a mini panic attack. PHONE CALLS? Especially ones where I have to like…annoy people…be the squeaky wheel? Confrontation perhaps?? YIKES!
Well, I’m feeling more pro active now. I’m less depressed and I’m ready to conquer this…super mom style. I’ve subscribed to a bunch of podcasts, I’m looking through all the resources that are out there. I’m finding things that will help us, AND…I’m making phone calls.
That saying “the squeaky wheel gets the grease” really works! I called the Public Health Unit to inquire about where on the waiting list we were with Silas’ hearing tests and she had an opening in a few weeks so Dec 31 we’ve got an appointment. IT WORKS! WOOOT. Now to call the health assessment network…they don’t make their phone number easily known. I’m going to track it down and get that boy his diagnosis PRONTO. Squeak squeak!
I’m so used to Silas so I think he’s rather typical in most ways. He’s my first child so he’s all I know of what a 2-3 year old is. Ikey is teaching me what typical really is.
Anyway the Child Development lady gave me these little tests to do to see where Silas is socially and emotionally. She gave me one for a 2.5 year old and one for a 3 year old. It’s an assessment sheet people use to see if the child needs to be referred to mental health or whatever. You’re supposed to take it and then add up the numbers. Anyway, I took the 3 year old one thinking Silas should be around there. If the score was above 59 then they need to be referred to someone. On the 3 year old Silas got 175..uhhhh. So I took the 2.5 y/o one…he should score lower on that one right?? So I had to get less than 57…he got 170….
Anyone have a 24 month one?? perhaps a 12 month one?? YIKES. So, no, Silas is not as typical as I think he is. Social skills…urgently needed…I thought we could get into this really good preschool for the spring but he needs an aid. There’s a year long wait list for aids unless I can provide one myself anyone free for a few hours every morning for 5 days a week?? They’ll pay you!! 🙂 You have to not mind changing his bum and be good at restraining him so he doesn’t kill the other 3 year olds 🙂 Think about it 🙂
Anyway…look who’s chatty today.
Because I’ve been so lazy and haven’t posted photos since October…I’ll post some for you now. A little rundown of the past few months 🙂 catch you up in 21 photos. Here we go!
i wanna take the test!!!!
Way to go at doing the hrd work you don’t like to do …sometimes it turns out to be easier than we thought it would be. The pictures are fabulous, once again you did an excellent job. Once again I say thanks for showing our grandsons to us. I love you Leah.
THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU for the pictures. Soooo darling and delicious. Yaaay squeeky wheel. I wish I could be Silas’ aid.
Beeeeeeeeeeautiful pictures – I love the ones in the rain!
I love Silas’s hair cute. It look great on him. When I have a boy he will have one just like it
Leah, does the school district that you’re in offer preschool with aids on staff? It seems strange that they wouldn’t, but I guess I’m just used to where we live and what is offered here. My daughter was able to go to a preschool that was 1/2 typical kids and 1/2 special needs kids, would there be anything like that available? It was a great experience for her and for us and the child/teacher ratio was about 3 teachers to 7-8 kids.
I am SOO much the same when it comes to making phone calls and being the squeaky wheel. I have a fear of the phone too – i hate it. Sometimes it will ring and I will purposely not answer it, hoping that my husband will get to it first. I always feel “put on the spot” – or if I’m the one calling, i have to have everything I need to talk about written down on a piece of paper so I don’t mess up or forget anything. I really wish it wasn’t that difficult for me.
hugs to you.