Everything Ends

Everything must come to an end.

No matter how much work has been done.

No matter how much time has been given.

Everything must come to an end.

Sadness envelopes me as it ends.

A chapter of my life, which has gotten me through so many challenging times.

All of my work is gone in an instant.

Friendships, stories, development gone.

Where do we go from here, and how do I overcome this crushing defeat?

All things end, but I wish they didn’t have to.

Zelda’a IEP



May 7, 2013 at 9:46pm

 We had Zelda’s IEP today.  Zelda is in the 3 year old preschool disabled classroom.  I am not saying anything negative about her school, because I love the team of people that work with her.  Its the IEP process that I have some concerns with.


What I would like to see is a copy of a working copy of IEP’s given out to parents possible a week or more before the IEP meeting.   I know some people would say that this creates more work for teachers, but really they have to write it anyway. 

When I came to this IEP I felt for lack of a better work dumb.  this was not the fault of the school district.  I read over Zelda’s old IEP and her progress report before the meeting.  I came with questions that I wanted to ask at the meeting based on the goals and objectives set forth in her original IEP.  I felt prepared. 

There were some objectives that Zelda was not making based on her progress report and I had questions prepared based on that report.  The problem was that now she has reached those goals and there were not new goals.

I would have liked to know the new goals ahead of time.  I wanted to ask about different ways I could help zelda at home.  So that both home and school were on the same page.


I felt this way through most of the meeting but my shock came when they talked about where they wanted to place Zelda for next year.  When Zelda started school in October they talked about putting in the inclusion 3 year old room in December, then it was the end of the year.  Then it was to let her transiton in summer program.  Tehn she wqsa goin got go there teh following yhear.  Now they say they want her to go to the preschool disabled 4 year old class.   I mean did I miss something.  I was dumbfounded.  I mean if I knew that that is what they were planning I could have been better equipped to asked questions.  Is Zelda not doing as well as we all had thought? 

I know have so many questions and it frustrates me because I had the entire IEP team there this morning and was given new information and no time to process it.  Now I have questions. 




Its not just this school district.  From what I can see all school districts do the same thing.  I have been told that legally 7 to 10 days after the IEP meeting the parents are supposed to get a copy of the IEP.  Wouldn’t it have been much better if 7 to 10 days before parents received a working copy.  I mean there are parents who care and want to work with the school.   We are not the enemy.  If we both wants what is best for our children, they we should both be on the same page.  Maybe the law needs to be changed.

God is good!

God is good!

So on October 31th, 2008 I miscarried my first baby. The baby stopped growing at 7 weeks 2 days and I starting miscarriage at 11 weeks 2 days. (Didn’t know I lost the baby until then.) On Thursday I was 11 weeks 2 days and felt the baby for the first time.  God is good!  After you miscarry you have a strange fear of losing your about losing your baby again.  I don’t have an ultrasound until December 12, so the waiting seems like forever. Becasue I am 35 I have to go to a hihg risk doctor for the ultrasounds.  The last two days i have felt so sick with moring sickness. Not that I like that but it means that the baby is okay.  I predict that the baby is a boy because I feel a lot like I did when I was pregnant with Van. Though Zelda is hoping for a sister.  I will be counting down the days until my ultrasound but it was comforting to feel the baby, even if it was just for a second.



When we are in high school, we are so focused on who we are and who are our friends that we wish out on some great friends.  If I could go back, I would be less concerned with who I hung out with and just had fun.  In college it was different, for me anyway it seemed like it didn’t matter anymore.  Because of this I made some amazing friends. So if anyone is in this situation, just remember it is okay to be yourself and be friends with who ever you want to be.  Maybe the person you least expect will be your best friend.

just have been thinking about this for a long time. I was so insecure in high school. I just fell into a group of friends and never left that group. Not that they weren’t amazing people, but they were more amazing people there.

Was it a dream?

Was it a Dream?
July 11, 2011
So twice last night I work up to what I though was a small rat or chipmunk starting at me. The first time I saw one and the second time i saw two.  I screamed and both times I made Devin check the room for me.  he told me that I was just dreaming and that I am not allowed to play Pokemon before going to bed.  I hope it was a dream because they were staring at me.  Poor Devin, I even made him check behind the bed and under the dresser for me.  That’s love!