Molly is entering 3rd grade.

It’s hard to believe that my little girl is in 3rd, and the baby is going into 2nd.

They start school in just over a week.

8 days.

Since mid-July I’ve been bracing for the upcoming struggle and battle.

Behaviors at home have gotten out of control again.

Anticipation always worsens the load for her.

I began in July.

I knew that it was on her IEP, but the school has convenient ways of forgetting these things during summer break.

I called the school office in July.

Voice mail told me the office was closed until August 1st.

But then July 31st we get the first official email from the principal. So I reply. I remind her of the IEP, and that Molly is to meet her teacher in advance.

And so, last week, Molly met her teacher. I met her teacher and was able to give a few ‘heads up’.

The school year hasn’t started, but I’ve prepped the field for battle.

I hate that I have to look at the start of every year this way, but I’m tired of her falling through the cracks and there being trouble because they don’t understand.

I’ve gone in guns blazing.

First battle is ours.

Now to finish picking up some sensory toys from Amazon. (Our favorites are the [amazon_link id=”B001EWC5M4″ target=”_blank” container=”” container_class=”” ]Tangle[/amazon_link] and the [amazon_link id=”B00A8PS4NC” target=”_blank” container=”” container_class=”” ]Stretch Balls[/amazon_link])