This is getting really freaking old.

You KNOW there was another word I wanted to use in that title.

I’m so beyond frustrated with school now. I just don’t think the teacher gets it. We’ve been trying to power our way through the morning routine for over a month now and it’s not getting better. The kid is still in tears every damn morning. When I kiss him good-bye he’s grabbing onto me and holding on for dear life and I have to pull away. It breaks my heart and I just can’t do this forever…and it feels like it’s already been forever.

He has been doing this thing where he kicks his shoes off repeatedly in the morning and then freaking out because his shoes are off. Today he apparently continued to do this throughout the day. The teacher suggested changing to shoes that he can’t remove. Yeah. No. When he can’t get them off he freaks out even worse.

I really don’t think it takes a rocket scientist to realize that the shoes are not the issue. There is something else going on here and until they figure it out and fix it we’re all going to be going through hell on a daily basis.

Quite frankly, I don’t think it’s WORTH this amount of stress for him or for us. He’s only 3.

Update, so you all don’t worry.

This morning Monkey did not start whining until we were in the building and did not escalate to tears until we were in the classroom. We set Monkey up at the sink with some water and bubbles and we left him, still crying, with his teacher and his friend R. By the time we walked up the ramp and got to the vehicle one of the aides came out to let us know that he had stopped crying and was fine. That is a very good sign. Yesterday he cried for about 10 minutes after we left.

Hopefully he has a better day today and we can regroup over the weekend.

School update.

Things are not going very well right now in the school department. Monkey has been having all out meltdown fits in the mornings lately. It started with some whimpering and now it’s full out crying with snot flying everywhere fits. We’re completely wrung out. We have a game plan we’re going to work with the teacher to follow. It has to get better.

Fragile X sucks.

By request, a school update.

Monkey boy is still enjoying school but we can now tell that they’re asking more of him on a daily basis. He is a LITTLE less excited about going each morning but has a blast once he gets there. It’s just not all fun and games anymore!

He’s using more and more words. Last week when they were discussing his classmate K’s birthday Monkey jumped into the conversation to add “I’m 3.” And yes he is…I’ve been trying to get him to say that for quite a while, too bad I missed it.

Yesterday during potty time he decided to try the potty…STANDING UP. Oh boy. He needed a little bit of help from his friend O. (ha!) but he did it! After he was done he told one of the classroom assistants “I pee.”

Tonight we’re going to try trick or treating. I’m pretty sure he won’t want to hold his bucket for candy but we’ll try a house or two. Then we’ll hang out on the porch and pass out candy. He always enjoys that. He’s going to be an old west sherriff. We’ll take pictures!

School is going great!

I think it’s safe to say he loves everything about school at this point although there is that little thing called Circle Time that he could do without…but he’s starting to give in there too. Yesterday morning he woke up and led me to the top of the stairs and indicated that we should go down them. SCHOOL! was his first thought when he woke up.

His teachers love him. They tell us how gentle and soft he is. How he takes the most interest in those younger than him or those who are having a rough day. He is learning all the rules and he’s enjoying himself more than we had hoped. He may even recognize his own name…twice today he picked out his own floormat for Circle Time.