At 6:05 he falls back asleep and I know I have to wake him up at 6:30 to get ready for school. And then I realize it's Friday. Another week of his ESY is over. And there's one more week left. And then...he's done.
And after next Friday, all of The Boy's home based services will be done. No more SEITs. No more Board of Ed funded OT sessions at the sensory gym. And I want him to continue at the sensory gym, which means I'll have to pay privately. Which means a LOT of money. It shouldn't be too bad, insurance should cover some of the cost.
But for the first time in three years, we'll be on our own.
It'll be our 3rd major transition. First EI. Then CPSE. And now...CSE.
And The Boy will be starting a new school. With new teachers, new students. A new bus driver. New routines. Come Setember - EVERYTHING will be different.
So in addition to sleep depreviation, depression there's a side of anxiety thrown in - you know, for good measure.
It's NOT the most wonderful time of the year. Not for me.
I'm Not Ready. Is The Boy? I think he is. Maybe that's why I'm so nervous.