Ok tell me to suck it up and stop being a wuss. Its fine (just be gentle).
This is a whinge - a big one. I may even indulge in some feeling sorry for myself. Let me get it off my chest and I promise to stop it.
Me and OH have been through such a load of toss in the last few years. Started with my DS getting cancer (better now thank God), lost my dad, 3 neieces (on OH's side), OH diagnosed with MS, our lovely boy was placed with us on an emergency family foster placement and we went through absolute horribliness never knowing if he was going to stay with us or go back to birth mum, putting up with her agression and abuse towards us, trying to meet his needs etc blah blah, being assessed for adoption. Then came the worst worst worst. My beautiful girl was dx with luekemia and 2 years of torture watching her suffer so much before we lost her. Our family fractured as me and her were away from the others for most of the two years.
Trying to live without her and bring up our boys has been really hard but we have done it. We get on. Apart from the loss of my darling girl, we actually consider ourselves lucky in so many ways. We get by.
Heres the thing. DS (the one we fostered and adopted) has learning difficulties. He is very behind at school and is not going to catch up. I have always been really open with the school, stayed involved, provided them with info etc. DS has had hundreds of appts since he was little. He has gone to almost every single one (even when DD was ill). I trusted the school to work with me and work for him.
I have come to the end of my tether with them. They have not kept up their side of the bargain. I had a meeting this week and when I politely expressed my concerns I was met with defensive point scoring unprofessionalism. I really had to stand my ground. They put me down and questioned my commitment to my boy.
I feel so utterly defeated by life at the moment. I am so angry that this seems to be the final straw (sorry bit dramatic). After everything that has happened it seems pathetic that this is what is causing me so much grief.
On paper it looks so simple. He has a clear and recognised delay. The policies and procedures are all there, there is no argument that he requires and meets the threshold for help BUT nothing has happened and I am now imbroiled in some horrible row with those who are supposed to help.
I know what I need to do and I am doing it. But AIBU for NOT WANTING TO DO IT!? I just dont. I want it to happen, I want other people to do it. I want to just be with my kids and look forward to my new baby.
I also feel I have badly let down DS by not achieving more for him.
FFS.
Sorry long and wussy. But its out now.