My cluelessness began to subside once we entered public school in a special education preschool. It was a total of 8 kids for half the day. Finally, I had a case manager who wanted to talk to me on a daily basis about her development. I loved my teachers. They didn't hesitate or mince words. We laughed, we cried and we just noodled through problems. They said maybe you need to see a developmental pediatrician. So far we have a developmental delay diagnosis....what else could there be? It felt goooooooood to have someone to listen. Friends just could not relate. Not that they didn't try, they just couldn't. I love them for trying. I do.
We eventually ended up at a neuro psych. It ended up with ADHD combined type, sensory processing and the possibility of PDD-NOS. Ummm, what the hell? A possibility of PDD-NOS?
Does this change our plans? We are still in speech and OT. What really changed here? Nothing. I feel more clueless than when I started preschool (um, I mean my daughter started preschool).
Special education preschool ended with a bang. My daughter was pushed on to kindergarten against my wishes. Five years old and not nearly ready for kindergarten. An adventure to say the least. A wild and crazy classroom that is good for some, not good for others. Communication overload. We loved our teachers, but we felt she needed to stay back in kindergarten.
Kindergarten take 2. Much quieter.....much more rigid. No communication. Gah! The difference was night and day between year 1 and year 2. Was this really a good place for us? Good environment, but I had no clue what was going on. Drove me nuts. Clueless again.
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