I’ve had a whole week off from parenting. The kids went to Devon and I spent five days in Cornwall with my college friends celebrating getting into university – have I mentioned that yet?
Thrown back into the deep end this week with appointments every day. Arlo had his transition meeting at preschool and met his new keyperson, he had a whale of a time and will, no doubt, move over to the “big boy” side over the summer. One of his first key persons from when he started aged 10 months reminded me of how much baby Arlo enjoyed his farm animal sounds and would be heard mooing and baaing all day long 😂
Next up we have Tilly’s final transition day at special school. I’ve been told that her new teachers are already smitten and very keen to learn about and understand her so I’m feeling less terrified than I was a few weeks ago. She will be in the smaller, higher needs class and will be trying without 1:1 care but we shall see how that goes 😬
Then we have her home visit for school, here’s hoping that I can make it look like three terrors (inc dog) and their equally terrorising mother don’t live there… they don’t need to know how unorganised the chaos is just yet…
And finally, a taster session at a centre for children with neurological disorders to see if they can help with some conductive education, either alongside school or with part time school if they feel that would work for her.