Ds1 started secondary school this year. Less than half a term in and he has earned a fixed term exclusion. He deserves it, it's a serious offence (I am not going to say what it is as anyone who knows me and may read this will definitely be able to identify me). He has been under CAMHS for a year with a diagnosis of ADHD for which he is medicated and occasionally sees a psych, who mostly advises me to be kind and him to try to behave. I work in mental health and given the seriousness of this latest issue and the fact that he seems not to recognise how serious is is, I have managed to wangle him a pro bono appointment with one of our psychiatric consultants on Monday afternoon. The consultant is a very experienced psych who is attached to our camhs PICU and I believe will be able to formulate a more accurate diagnosis than we have had so far. DS1 reminds me very much of some of the children who end up on our PICU and our psych agreed his behaviours and way of thinking about them sounded similar to certain patients when I explained what was happening. ADHD does not explain what he has done.
Anyway, his mental health is not what I wanted to talk about here. It's the sheer bloody shame. I don't feel like I can bear to face the school again, although obviously I have to, not least at the reintegration meeting. I feel like they will judge us forever as a terrible family. DS2 is supposed to be going to that school in a few years but I have started to think maybe he shouldn't because no matter how professional the staff at ds1's school are, they will always see ds2 as his brother. Ds2 is almost his polar opposite- the most trouble he has ever been in in his life was having his name moved down two spaces for talking too much!
I'm annoyed that when ds1 first presented obvious issues years ago, his primary school brushed them off and it wasn't until I cried to my GP and begged that he was referred to camhs; primary school eventually promised to refer him to the ed psych but never did. And his secondary school didn't take my concerns seriously until this incident. I tried from before he started to alert them to the fact that ds's problems are far more significant than they seemed to think (based on the info handed over by primary school). They really seemed to see me as an over anoxious helicopter mother. Now of course, they know why I was worrying.
I know this post is a bit ridiculous. I feel ridiculous. I feel like an awful mother. I don't know what to do. I don't have much hope for ds1's future.
What should I be asking the school at and in preparation for the reintegration meeting? How can I get ds1 to understand how serious the situation is? How can I deal with this shame and guilt?