Ethan’s Evaluation and Feelings of Failure
Thursday, October 30th, 2008We got the results back from Ethan’s developmental evaluation. He’s delayed in several areas and qualifies for their preschool classes and some therapies they’ll do in-class. We’re not *too* surprised and are glad he can be treated. We’ll be going for a “team meeting” in a few weeks to figure out the plan of action and scheduling for it all. I’m hoping to also find out their feelings/experience in how successful this will all be. I’m feeling pretty negatively, atm, and my Failures as a Mommy seem to be looming over me. I know there’s a voice inside that keeps reminding me that Ethan has special needs and I’m not trained to deal with that. But the much more insistent voice pipes up that I’m his Mommy and that’s.my.job. Being his everything is my job. I’m supposed to know how to deal with every situation. I’m supposed to overcome the problems. I’m supposed to know how to motivate him to learn things that he could, I’m sure, if he was inclined to do so. But there lies the problem that’s always been there. Ethan isn’t inclined to do so. He has to be pushed, cajoled, threatened, begged in most everything. Eating, peeing on the potty, sharing, telling us when he’s full or not feeling well, *colouring* with the crayons instead of just playing with them. And I don’t know how to do that. How to teach him to do it himself when he knows how but just won’t. How to teach him to communicate with us instead of expecting us to just magically know.
I don’t think I’m being a “hover” parent or over-protective or anything of that nature. “Over-protective parents make weak-willed children”, I know that. I just don’t know what else to do.
And then, sometimes when I’m having an especially hard day and feeling especially low, I tell him that ‘Mommy needs a hug’ and he comes over and hugs me and tells me “Oh Mommy, I’m so proud of you!” just to make me feel better. It makes me want to laugh and cry all at once.























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