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IEP monday

...is tomorrow!



Think of me...



Pray for me...



If you're not comfy with praying...send me happy be strong vibes...



I've promised myself that I will not sign anything tomorrow. Not because I disagree. Cause maybe I will. But simply because I need a couple days to let the information saturate first.



But like I told another mommy today. It's easy to talk all brave. And advocate-ish. But sitting there. In the conference room. With all those expectant eyes staring.



Well...it's just easy to lose steam.



I'll let you know which way it went...



...once I'm on the other side!

Comments

labonte4 said…
Good Idea! Don't sign anything!!! You have plenty of time to read it over etc. afterwards. Very nerve racking planning your childs life for an entire year! xoxoxoox
Lisa said…
Good luck! I'll be thinking of you!
Marissa's Dad said…
Ours is next month...
Anonymous said…
DONUNTS AND MUFFINS!!!!!!!!!! :)


You will do GREAT!!! Trevor couldn't have a better advocate. I will be praying for you.
Marcia K
Noah's Mom said…
You'll be great! When I was teaching Special Ed I was terrified of the parents in the IEP meetings! I was always SO nervous! Just a different perspective... :)
Anonymous said…
we recently went through the IEP. Its good to have some your therapists with you.

Also, one tip that we received was this: "Most parent want to skip through most stuff in the IEP and concentrate on the last section -- services offered. But in reality, parents should spend most time in the goals section. Goals are what decide what services are finally offered"
MJStump said…
wishing you the best today!

sending hugs and prayers your way :)
jody

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