So where do we go from here!?!? Today was Owen’s last class with Birth to Three. The day came and went like all the other days but yet there was this hole in my heart like what’s next.
As I approach this next stage in Owen’s life I wonder which way should I turn, what services do I need to get for him, what are the right decisions!?!? Being with Birth to Three was great. They helped us a lot, they were that extra team player that I needed most.
I keep trying to figure out how the magic number of three is a good age to stop providing services. It really makes no sense to me. All sources say that the early years are the important years but yet as parents of special needs kids we then have to wade through all the sources to find help for our children as soon as they turn three. I know every state is different so I’ve heard outside of West Virginia there are states that work with kids until they go to elementary school. This makes more sense to me.
So here I sit waiting impatiently until tomorrow when I find out if Owen is accepted into preschool. The process seems long to me. I hope that he gets approved and then I can make the decisions I need to for my guy.
My thoughts have come so far but yet remain the same, I need to do everything I can to help my baby. Today is just one step closer to that goal. I know what matters tomorrow is the smile on Owen’s face.
As I approach this next stage in Owen’s life I wonder which way should I turn, what services do I need to get for him, what are the right decisions!?!? Being with Birth to Three was great. They helped us a lot, they were that extra team player that I needed most.
I keep trying to figure out how the magic number of three is a good age to stop providing services. It really makes no sense to me. All sources say that the early years are the important years but yet as parents of special needs kids we then have to wade through all the sources to find help for our children as soon as they turn three. I know every state is different so I’ve heard outside of West Virginia there are states that work with kids until they go to elementary school. This makes more sense to me.
So here I sit waiting impatiently until tomorrow when I find out if Owen is accepted into preschool. The process seems long to me. I hope that he gets approved and then I can make the decisions I need to for my guy.
My thoughts have come so far but yet remain the same, I need to do everything I can to help my baby. Today is just one step closer to that goal. I know what matters tomorrow is the smile on Owen’s face.
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