The Hardest Job

Came across this unfinished post. I think I had some good thoughts here...but alas, it was never finished. I thought it important to add because at the time it was something I needed to write about.


Being a mom is the hardest job ever! Throw in a mom with a special needs child and it becomes 100% harder. Today was Braden's first official back to school day and it has not been a good day. Yes, he did go to preschool Monday and Tuesday, but it wasn't officially school...because he gets CBRS he was able to attend and have class with the CBRS workers. So today he went to his new class and his new teacher and did not set a good first impression. But let me back up...

1. He is used to going to school an hour early and receiving CBRS for an hour and then transitioning to class. Today was different, he only receives CBRS for 2 days. So...he walked right into class this morning and he does not deal well with new transitions.


2. His new teacher is the teacher who watched him Monday, the one that he had already set an impression with when he shoved another child into a cupboard and left a mark and also threw a chair. (CBRS days are already tough for him, different environment, not structured, a wide range of school age children in the same room with him).


3. This morning, before school, did not reflect a cozy, aaahhh, it's your first day back kind of morning. We struggled with Braden to eat, Bob yelled at Braden while trying to support me which caused Braden to start to cry and joke on his donut, and me reprimanding Bob about upsetting Braden.